A message of love: Finally, you are far away from me, where am I going to find you from now on? Where am I going to wait for you? How will I live after you are gone? When you walk into his arms, have you ever wondered what my heart is like? Do you feel my heart collapsing? In the broken? In the crash? When you became his mistress, those fragments that remain in my memory are a punishment for me? Or is it the best ending for me? You know I love you, why make this choice that I can't accept? Why? Why? Could it be that the two of us are really destined? Is the love deep? Am I not as loving you as I am to him? I can give everything I have for you, and I can meet all your needs! But you don't even have a reason to break up. Silently, smiling into his arms! No matter how painful my heart is! It doesn't matter if I live or die! Maybe it's right, our love is just a game after all!

It was a sunny day, and I thought it was going to rain. That would allow the rain to drown me in the rain. But even God played such a heart-wrenching game with me.

In the morning, I went to her house to meet her with joy. We were better yesterday and today we are going to see the June tide together. It's a secret agreement, and it's my greatest wish.

The pedestrians on the street are densely packed, rubbing shoulders one after another, blocking the road to death. I was alone in the crowd, and I had the illusion that if I was late, she would be furious, or cancel today's date, or, perhaps, I was thinking too much, and I was so stupid to comfort myself.

An hour later, I walked up to her house, pulled out my phone, and saw that the time was just right -- not too soon, not too late.

The next one, however, turned around. But I saw a scene that broke my heart: she and a handsome man who was more handsome than me walked hand in hand and walked into a noble car. I couldn't believe it, I thought I was wrong.

I put down what I was holding and rushed to the window to ask her, but who knew that she threw me a cold sentence: "You go, the two of us are over." Me and you, it's a game! After speaking, she pointed to the man and said to me: "He is my boyfriend, you, look at you like that, how can you be worthy of me?" ”

The man turned to me with disdain in the sound of our speech, and said to me very politely, "I heard that you used to take care of my wife, and I am back now, thank you for taking care of her." After speaking, he took out a bundle of money from his pocket and threw it in front of me: "This is a little hard money, you accept it." After saying that, he drove the car and took her away in style. I stood there stupidly, tears in my eyes unconsciously blurring my vision. My whole body was like a log, standing there for a long time, not knowing what to do. At that moment, my heart was broken.

I had been standing there for hours, and the pedestrians were hurrying and hurrying, as if they were running for their lives. One by one, they looked at me with a puzzled look, as if I was a fool who was extremely pitiful for me.

When it was dark, my sister saw that I didn't come home, thinking that something had happened to me, so she ran out of the house to find me, and when she saw me, she knew that I was gone with her, and she also cried sadly: "Brother, don't be sad, just take it as a dream, let everything pass." ”

I hugged my sister in despair, hoping to find a kind of spiritual sustenance: "Sister, why did she lie to me? Why did she lie to me? ”

I was so emotional that I fainted. When I woke up, my sister had already called a taxi to drop me off at home.

A week later, I walked to the beach alone and looked at the rough sea. The sea breeze whipped up waves frantically and hit my haggard face, soaking me wet. Like a chicken in the soup, ridiculous, ridiculous. I don't know if it's anger at me, or contempt, or pity?

I picked up a stone, threw it into the sea with all my strength. But not even a small ripple stirred up. I guess I'm really useless. For a while, I actually felt the urge to die. In the end, I didn't have the courage, and I still had a trace of fantasy in my heart.

A month later, I tore off the mask on my face and began to return to the path of music, perhaps only music can express my feelings in the moment.

I was lucky enough to release one of my own albums, which became popular all over the country for a while. Be in vogue. I became a legend because of it.

At a concert, I met her again, this time by herself. When I was singing on stage, I paid special attention to her, afraid that she would hear my voice and leave without hesitation. At that time, I could see from her that she wanted to leave, but fortunately, my unfamiliar face saved her for me.

When the performance was over, I handed the microphone to the next singer and walked out of the backstage. What a coincidence, I met her at the door.

I grabbed her hand: "Yan'er, tell me, why is this?" Why? My voice trembled as I spoke, and tears flowed uncontrollably from my eyes.

"Who are you? Let go, you're hurting me. She shook my hand in disgust and looked at me with a malicious look that seemed to destroy me.

"Who am I, what day am I, can't you even hear my voice?"

"What's the matter with you? It's okay, don't bother with my life. With that, he left, and didn't look at me again as he left.

After she walked down the steps, the man came to pick her up in a car again. I wiped away my tears and rushed to her, my eyes unblinking, looking straight at her: "You tell me, why? Why? ”

She ignored me, and instead glanced at me with a cold look. Resolutely walked into the man's car.

Just as the car was accelerating, I ran to the front of the car. After being knocked out by the car like cotton, he fell to the ground miserably.

My hands and feet were broken, the blood from my mouth and nose was flowing like water, and I began to feel death beckoning to me.

The man stopped the car and she ran out of the car frantically, looking at me dumbfounded, watching me slowly leave this world.

Finally, I could no longer resist death and said goodbye to this world.

After waiting for everything to be clear and clear, the dust settled in the wind and rain. Who was facing the sea in that place, tears flying like rain in the wind? Who changed the memories of the past? Is it sleep that betrays the oath that once was? Who abandoned whom? Who trampled on whom?

Wait for tears and endless remorse to tell you.

Love, at last, has become a sigh! Love has finally become a teardrop!