1

What are you crying about?

Happy after a cloudy day.

2

In May in the world, the cicadas are constantly singing. Ruan Luo woke up from his sleep, and it was noon. The sun climbed to its highest point, scorching all living beings with a tremendous momentum and a certain kind of unhesitating fierceness. The sun was shining, and she woke up in a bright light, her consciousness still in a state of chaos, and her heart was lost and gray. All of the above may be due to sleeping too long. Weekends are rare and there is plenty of time to spend on them. She was so keen on a deep sleep that she slept for almost thirty hours, and when she woke up in a trance of absence, her body floating as lightly as the wind.

Stepping barefoot on the wooden floor, feeling the cold touch, made contact with her. It seems that even the floating soul has landed safely. Always feeling that you are an insecure person is also a kind of life shortcoming.

As I thought so, the phone's special ringtone suddenly rang in the air. It was her special ringtone for "Yi Cup". "There's a story coming," the voice of surprise whispered in his heart, and he had already taken the lead in front of the desk. It's been days without a story, and she's bored enough.

"I want to tell a story"

"Ah, it's not a story, it's just a little thing," the girl sent a big smile, like a mocking tone, not like everyone else, it started with a heavy sigh or complaint, but it made her a little interested.

"Okay, how old are you?"

“17”

"17 Ah, the age of flowers." She quickly tapped the keyboard back, as if she had a hunch that it should be a good story, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise. When I hear a story, I feel happy.

3

She is a popular writer, and at the crowded signing meeting, she remembered the bleak scene of the signing of the first work she wrote. The unexpected downpour fell recklessly. In such weather, even if you originally wanted to come, you lost interest. She looked at the empty field under the huge rain curtain with red eyes, and almost burst into tears. Then the man stood in front of her, shrouded in rain, and said to her indistinctly, Come, come, follow me. And now even if it is thunder and electric rain, there will be a large number of readers to the signing party, but no one will say softly to the injured her when the rain is pouring down, come, come, follow me. The occurrence of such a loss made her, who was nearly thirty years old, suddenly cry like a child in front of the long line.

When Lu Yao saw this description, she also cried, crying not like a child like the writer, but quietly shedding tears, although the crying was grand, but there were too many emotions at every turn, and she had lost her strength.

How many empathetic things can you have in your life?

Lu Yao's sudden grief lies in the fact that she and the writer have the same experience, so it is as if she is there, and it is inevitable to be sad.

What kind of big deal is this?

She tugged at her hair in frustration and closed her plea angrily, venting all her nonsensical anger on this little book.

"What's the matter, do you think of your boyfriend again?" The classmates who were sweeping the floor on the side joked, and the dust kicked up was dancing in the dormitory, and Lu Yao wanted to answer her, her lips were half open, but she couldn't say a word. Even when it comes to the name on his lips, he still doesn't have the courage to say it, and he is really useless.

Tears fell like this, without a little defense. It's obviously over, what's so sad about it, it's okay, it's okay. There was always a voice coming out of my heart, as if I was rebelling against my vulnerability. I still can't control my tears. It seems that I don't want to leave her any leeway today. The roommate had cleaned up and went out happily. She was the only one left in the dormitory, and her feelings kept flooding. There was not even a person to advise. How long have these days been? It seemed so long that she almost forgot about it. I forgot how far away I was from my last heartfelt smile, and how long I forgot how long I was forgotten by myself the last time I had no heart to fight with others. It's like a lifetime, and even the current life has become unreal. I am afraid that a person will be quiet, because when everything is quiet, the memories of the past are easily dragged by time. Slowly emerging. She was never given a chance to deceive herself.

"When I met him, I was 14 years old." She walked over to the computer desk and sat down, and found the group she had seen in the space the other day to tell a story. Time flowed slowly under her fingers, it was her memory. It is also a memory that all young people will have. There must always be someone who at least makes you so desperate.

"When you're tired of walking, you really need a place where you can take a break." Well. "Yi Cup" is indeed a good place, like a warm sky, accommodating everyone. People who are walking, or who are already tired of walking.

4

"The first time I met him, it was at a party. Everyone was noisy, but he was the only one who sat quietly, like a man who had nothing to do with the world. ”

Yes, people who have nothing to do with the world, her first impression of him turned out to be that she had already worshiped him as her god. It was a friend-initiated party. The rare holidays made a group of students who were well-behaved in school suddenly become crazy. Young and frivolous, wild horses will yearn for the vast grassland if they have been kept in captivity for a long time. The root of people's inferiority lies in what they can't get, and what they can't get is more and more eager to possess it. So that night, the original plan to return home at eight o'clock was finally delayed until the early hours of the morning, and everyone was still in high spirits. No one had any intention of going back. Those who sing continue to sing, those who play cards continue to play cards, and those who go crazy continue to go crazy. The bottle was spilled on the ground, and no one had the heart to pick it up, and everyone played around very tacitly, never mentioning the matter of going home. Lu Yao had already drunk too much wine, his mind was in a daze, and he was lying on the sofa with no energy. There was a lot of noise in my ears. She could hear the sound of the fist, and even the sound of the beer next to her slashing through her throat. Suddenly, I felt extremely tired, approaching the third year of junior high school. The pressure of going to school was heavy on my shoulders, extremely difficult, and there was no outlet in my heart. Her mouth seemed to be muttering, and the drunk were not conscious, so even she didn't know what she was talking about. Grief for no reason, of unknown origin, with no real reason. Her stomach was tumbling and she was uncomfortable, and she couldn't live in peace. So I had to open my eyes with great difficulty. The old disease recurred, and there was not much to do, so I had to find someone to help me go out and buy medicine. The lights flickered into a blur, and my friend had already collapsed in a corner. She turned around, and as soon as she raised her eyes, she saw the boy sitting in the corner in a daze, holding a glass of beer on his mobile phone, with a calm expression, obviously just sitting there quietly, but Lu Yao felt that this person was special in an instant, unlike the boy next to him, who was very rude and rude, he had an innate talent. Although Lu Yao belongs to the more noisy girls, she also likes quieter boys. When the two are together, it seems that even time will unconsciously slow down, which makes her fascinated.

She had a premonition that the calamity that the person in front of her would bring to her was a great mourning that would not end well.

In a word, it is a prophecy.

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