'Look, you say, what a good six-member group we used to be! And now...... I'm the only one left here with you. ’

'Well, it's all gone, it's not the beginning, laugh! Who told us to repent that we should not have been? ’

The beautiful dusk, smudged with the original past, the shadow of loneliness, is the laughter of the past, and the loneliness of the present.

The light of time, the departure of that time, different things will have different brilliance.

The present time, tightly wrapped, makes it impossible to breathe, memories of the past, things that have been said. Those who were once do not return. It is impossible to come back to the old days.

'Hey, Tan Jiale, if you were given a chance to choose again, would you still choose her?' ’

‘…… Maybe, I don't know, but it's more guilty! ’

'Still, it doesn't matter, I think, you ......'

'Laugh, don't say it, the past is gone. ’

'Well, don't say it, don't say it, you're the same as you were at the beginning, you can't joke, forget it, forget it. ’

Time flies away...... The beauty of the past no longer exists, and the memories of the present are just used to commemorate the beauty of youth.

Time will, make people forget?

The sun has passed, the dark twilight has fallen, and in this frightening darkness, the memories of the past will be forgotten here.

'Laugh, it's dark, I'll send you back!' ’

'Yes. ’

'Laughing, you are the only one among us who lives the best, from beginning to end, only you have not changed, you are still the same as before, you are still the same simple girl, it's a pity......

'Don't say it anymore, who said I haven't changed, I'm not the same person I used to be, I'm not anymore. Everyone has things they don't want to be talked about, and I have too. ’

'Xiaoyu, I really envy you, live so easily, so well. ’

Hehe, I think, after all these things, all six of us have grown up. ’

The atmosphere in the car suddenly became cold, [Tan Jiale envied me, it was incredible, I was so tired of living. Sitting in the car, I looked out the window at the receding scenery, but I realized that it was unbelievably getting farther and farther away from us.

'Laughter, here, laughter......'

'Well, what's wrong?' ’

'It's nothing, I've just called you a few times, and you didn't hear it, what are you thinking?' ’

'It's nothing, I'm leaving, you should go back soon, bye-bye!' ’

'Yes, bye-bye. ’

[Tan Jiale, the current me is really not the same me I used to be, and the current me is not so good. 】

[After 3 months]

In front of the tomb, an old man with gray hair and wrinkles crawling on his cheeks stands in front of a photo of his wife who was once hurt by himself holding a bouquet of lilies. only let go of the so-called dignity and sincerely shed tears of repentance for his wife. Thinking that he once gave up everything he had for her, and he treated his wife who gave so much to him.

Tan Jiale stood not far away and watched all this happen, and after watching the old man leave, he also walked to the grave: "I'm sorry. As soon as the words fell, Tan Jiale knelt down suddenly. Looking at the person in the photo seriously, it is so strange and familiar. How good the people in the photos were to themselves...... But now I can only lie in the cold ground forever and sleep forever. [This kind of death may be the best relief for her!] 】

That day, the day after Xiaoyu went home, Tan Jiale sent her a text message: 'Today I went to see my aunt, and when I went, I seemed to see the uncle that my aunt had mentioned, and he seemed to have been standing in front of my aunt's grave for a long time. When I went to see it again, he was gone, and I passed. Xiaoyu, you look for him, he may be your biological father, go find him, but he is ...... after all I've sent you the photos, think about it. Tan Jia Leliu! Then, Xiaoyu's mobile phone appeared, and a photo was of that person. Xiaoyu looked at this photo and was silent for a long time, but the tears were the most honest, one drop or two, and the tears of Xiaoyu smashed on the phone one by one.

What used to be a laugh had a happy family, until the appearance of a person broke the initial peaceful life.

The former family, the former brothers, turned against each other.

May the red dust accompany our youth.

Our best memories are forgotten by the breeze in this youth.

Our youth is the sound of reading in the morning'

It's the chalk dust that falls off every day when the teacher is lecturing.

It is also the tense atmosphere during the college entrance examination.

It is used to pay tribute to the red dust of youth.

Time in exchange for joy and happiness.

There is also sadness, pain.

It was in that moment that we found the meaning of each other's existence.

And how do we choose now?

The day after reading the text message, I sent a text message to Tan Jiale

'I know your intentions, but there are many things that you don't know yet. After sending this text message, Xiaoyu turned off her phone and pulled out the battery. Drag your suitcase, get ready to go for a walk in France, relax and relax, you don't want to live in the shadows anymore.

'Let us be the chic and chic companion of the red dust, and gallop to share the prosperity of life. ’

'Sing the joy of the heart when the wine is sung, and grasp the life with vigor. ’

This song used to be our favorite song, because it described the happiest and happiest times we had, and now, when I hear it again, I despise myself fiercely in my heart.

Are the six of us really going to be gone forever?

After Tan Jiale found out about Xiaoyu's text message, I was already on the plane. He must have hated me then, why did he do this to him.

It was the beginning of the school year nine years ago...... It's still that blue sky, it's still that pure classroom......

[To be continued......

Send a Mayday - not really happy lyrics a copy

The crowd was crying

You just want to be a transparent color

You'll never dream or hurt or your heart beat again

You've decided

You've decided

You endure quietly

Hold yesterday tightly in the heart of the fist

And the sweeter the memories, the more hurtful they are

The more left in the palm of the hand

Dense deep and shallow knife cuts

You're not really happy

Your smile is just a protective color for you to wear

You've decided not to hate

I also decided not to love it

Shut up your soul

A shell that is locked forever

The world laughed

So you laughed together in groups

When survival is the rule, it's not your choice

So you have tears in your eyes

Stumbling along

You're not really happy

Your smile is just a protective color for you to wear

You've decided not to hate

I also decided not to love it

Shut up your soul

A shell that is locked forever

You're not really happy

Your wounds never heal completely

I'm standing on your left

But it's like the Milky Way

Is it really?

I hold regrets until I am old

And then regret it

You're not really happy

Your smile is just a protective color for you to wear

You've decided not to hate

I also decided not to love it

Shut up your soul

A shell that is locked forever

You're not really happy

Your wounds never heal completely

I'm standing on your left

But it's like the Milky Way

Is it really?

I hold regrets until I am old

You deserve true joy

You should take off the protective color you are wearing

Why lost

And be punished

Can you just let the sadness

It's all over at this moment

Start alive again