(a)

Tears fell to the ground and fell on the printer paper. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

I raised my eyes to look at Jackie.

Jackie said, "Do you remember that game? Is there a moon house in it to dream about? ”

I said, "Yes." We often go to the Moon Palace together. ”

Jackie said, "My brother has read all the stories you have written in your dreams. Then, the days you don't go anymore, he wrote these on that message board. ”

Jackie said, "I've read the texts you've written. I didn't mean to. I just want to know why you didn't get out of the car, and why he was silent about it and didn't ask anything. ”

I said, "I would have gotten off." However, I suddenly found out that I was pregnant. ”

I said, "Life is all about mistakes." ”

"There's something you don't know about it down there," Jackie said. ”

I continued to look down.

(b)

"After saying goodbye to Paris, I returned to the Moon Palace of this game alone. The scene is more hollow. There was a dead silence all around. I thought I'd never see her again. But the magical encounter in Paris gave me hope again. Then, as we parted ways, I fell off some bottomless cliff. She was busy concubinating the baby in her womb and we had very little contact. ”

"The disappointment that follows hope is even more unbearable than the disappointment that never has hope."

"I wandered into a dream and was surprised to see on the message board that she had written at least 1.2 million words of stories. When did she come here to write? Is it those late nights and early mornings when I'm not online? ”

"With an unquenchable curiosity, I spent a whole day and an all-nighter reading all the POSTS that Xinxin had left in the Moon Palace Dream for two years, and I saw a thrilling love story with endless sadness permeated in the bone marrow."

"I suddenly fell into a state bordering on hysteria."

"I saw the deepest pain of her life, perhaps far more than a lifetime. Before reading her story, I never believed that there were such deep feelings in the world. ”

"She's not coming back. I now know that even if she had gotten out of the car and walked to the lawn, we would not have a future. At the last minute, she will hesitate and change her decision. ”

"I'm just someone who looks like her in some places. She was just so hopeless in her thoughts. If she gets too close, she'll soon realize that I'm not the one she misses. She will be lost, and then, she will gradually move away. ”

"No matter what feelings I have for her, she retreats and hides in her inner castle. She would eventually choose to be alone. ”

"I know that our relationship has come to an end. Even if they come into contact in the future, they are just the kind of old friends they once knew each other. ”

"I wandered numbly through the scenes we had been wandering back and forth before. Tears flowed down her cheeks uncontrollably. ”

"Every word of other players chatting with each other in the public chat channel can touch the pain in my heart. A person said: I don't think you will be so cruel. A certain B said: He was very good to me, but did something that a man should not do. C said: I was born in the spring. A certain Ding said: I don't think life will treat you like that. …… None of these words are insignificant. But I couldn't hold back the tears and let them flow out. ”

"I can't stop these tears, just like a wound can't stop the blood that flows. I wept involuntarily like a snowman built in winter, melting in the spring breeze; Like the rainy season in the south of the Yangtze River, it is pouring endlessly. I forgot the reason for the tears and didn't understand the meaning of them. In this way, one step at a time, tears by tears, the flood followed my footsteps, and relentlessly annihilated me. I also know that going around like a trapped beast is not the way to go. But I didn't know where else to go. I was desperate in this messy place. My tears are my signposts of despair. They were densely packed all the walls, but none of them could lead to a place where there was a glimmer of life. ”

"I'm no longer crying about anything. I just can't control it. ”

(c)

"I don't know what's wrong with me, it's like I'm in a state of falling out of love again. I'm already a middle-aged mature man, and it's ridiculous to be in this situation. I didn't know I cared so much about her. ”

"I long to see her again. But I also knew that she didn't have the same desire in her heart. Even if we meet, nothing will happen. If I get too close, she'll turn and run away. ”

"But I longed day and night to see her again."

"I arrived in her city. I came to this city on vacation. I don't know why I'm here, and I don't know what I want to do. Standing on the balcony of this city, I could feel her presence. ”

"I walked down that street like a prehistoric creature, walking down the sidewalks of Manhattan with a heavy heart. She said her office building was on this street. But I don't know which one is. ”

"I've been to this city before, and the landscape is vaguely memorable. The place is still the same place, the same sky, still the same land, but the current appearance has all changed. The times I was familiar with are gone. She didn't know I was right down the street. I didn't say to anyone, I'm here. My colleagues thought I was visiting the ancient Buddhist country in Bagan, Myanmar. ”

"I saw a western restaurant on the side of the road. I remember she said that after work and during lunch breaks, she likes to take a break alone, eat a light meal at a nearby western restaurant, and have afternoon tea. She frequented a Western restaurant with Van Gogh's paintings on the walls. She loved Van Gogh's Parisian period. ”

"Could it be this one?"

I pushed the door open and walked in. The doorbell jingled. A waiter greeted him. I went inside. "Welcome, several?" He asked after me. My eyes searched quickly in the restaurant. "Sir, if you're dining alone, you can sit here." The waiter said. I stood there, searching the walls of the restaurant. "Are you looking for someone?" The waiter asked. I said, "I'm sorry. I'm looking for a picture. "Paint?" The waiter was a little surprised. I said, "Yes." Find a painting of Van Gogh. I asked, "Do you have any Van Gogh paintings on the walls of your shop?" The waiter said, "Who is Van Gogh?" He paused, then said, "It doesn't seem like so." Although this answer was expected, I still felt like I had fallen from a great height. A bout of unbearable disappointment. It was like a dull saw blade, and it repeatedly tugged at my heart a few times. I said, "Well, maybe not here." I said, "I'm sorry, I might have been in the wrong place." "Under the watchful eye of the waiter, I left the restaurant and went back down the street."

"A word suddenly appeared in my heart: wandering."