The night breeze was gentle, sweeping my cheeks, cool, I don't know when, I fell in love with the breath of tranquility.

I'm in the twenty-second degree sky now, it's a place of seclusion, the night is quiet, I lie on the table, look at the stars, and listen to the peace that comes from the night.

The voice of "Didi" on the Internet reminded me again and again, looking back, QQ messages had filled the entire screen, I coldly raised the corners of my lips, and crossed a helpless smile, how can this world be full of self-righteous guys, who do they think they are? Do they really think I'm okay with everyone?

"Did you miss me?"

"No! People are very obedient and work hard today! My fingertips flew on the keyboard.

"That's good!" I looked out the window and didn't want to say anything more to them?

”HI！ Is the baby there? ”

"Don't call it a baby! People will be shy. "Word by word, I can be on the other side of the screen, the corners of my mouth are flying......

A boy is just a toy, and he will get tired of it after a long time, and he doesn't want to be disturbed, but he can't live in peace.

I've known for a long time that my blood is purple, the color of a snake, cold-blooded, and a snake-like temperament, and I still want to cling to others for warmth in the cold winter.

I am ruthless, I know, because I always dig out other people's hearts, and sometimes the more I hurt them, the more they want to get closer, and the stronger the man is, the more he can't get something, the more he wants to get it, and it is precisely because he understands that he will be unscrupulous.

As far as I am concerned, they love and hate each other, and it is undeniable that what they like most on the Internet is to chat with me, to get close, to conquer, to possess, not to be forever in turmoil, to get to have no fear.

I opened the QQ chat, and a guy called Internet Love said hello to me: Hi, beauty, are you there?

When I looked at his name, I couldn't help but laugh dumbly, this must be a fool.

Really, another person who hopes to find true love on the Internet, but unfortunately the locust is, he has found the wrong person, I am not the person he is looking for, the person who made mistakes from the beginning, there is no need to be polite.

He's the kind of person who can't control me at first glance, and it can be seen from his name that he is not a person with a personality, so I don't need to talk to him.

Out of politeness, I still sent a smile, and then I replied with a non-salty and non-salty sentence: I'm busy, and next time, when we can meet again, we'll talk.

Next:Hey! Beauty, so free, do you want to talk to me. It's from a man whose heart is throbbing.

I smiled faintly and ignored it, he is a very boring person now, all he wants is someone to listen to him, either frustrated at work, or a broken love, or a person who has too much time to panic, chatting with this kind of person has only one result, endless, I am very suitable as a listener, but I am not interested in being a chattering listener.

If I'm in a good mood today, I might listen to him and enlighten him, but unfortunately I'm not in a good mood today, and I don't want anything on the Internet to affect me anymore.

Another guy is coming, and when I look at it, I can't help but smile, it's my younger brother who I recognize on the Internet.

"Sister, what's wrong with you? Why haven't you been silent! Am I you off?"

This guy is such a lovely child.

I replied to him: No, my sister is just in a bad mood.

"Sister, do you want me to coax you to laugh, sister, don't be unhappy, laugh one.

This boyish guy, in the face of such a simple child, how can I ignore him!

I gave him a smiley face, and then said: Sister is tired, go to bed early, don't go online until too late at night, go to bed early!

"Well, I'll listen to my sister, I'll go to bed now, sister, you have to go to bed early!" It's over, and I sent a cute emoji.

The Internet is not all negative, and there are always some emotions that exist, such as some real concerns. It's like, it's clear that one or two strangers, but they come together because of some common hobbies, and then they cherish each other, it is undeniable that the feelings are real.

It's like me and my brother, a simple and beautiful child, a net stick that has long been refined, his beauty, I really care about the simple and beautiful child, at least his heart is clean and transparent, rather than let him be hurt, it is better to give him a world that he wants to believe in clean and beautiful, although I know that one day, he will grow up, but before he grows up, I really hope that he will grow up, remembering that there is such a time, it is warm.

There are some people who have matured prematurely in society, and there is such a person, so they will always inadvertently protect those children who have a simple and beautiful heart, such as me.

I ignored all the news from those who came to me, not because I didn't want to talk, but because I was tired, I would never have the same feeling as before.

I began to look through some of the posts, after all, they were genuine, and those posts remembered the author's mood at that moment.

Suddenly, a post caught my attention. The person who posted the post is called ten degrees of latitude, and ten degrees of coldness.

The post reads: I am now in the sky at thirty-three degrees, and the place of latitude and longitude ten degrees away from me was the direction I looked up all my life.

I have worked so hard to cross the distance of longitude and latitude of the ten degrees, just for one day, I can narrow the distance between our hearts, but your sentence is the same sky, two different hearts, two different worlds, then even if you work hard, you can't cross it, don't be stupid again, no matter how close you are to me, my heart is not in your latitude and longitude, it is useless, her words make me feel so cold, because she said such an innocuous word, my heart full of strength, in front of her words, fragmented.

I think I hate you. Because you have made me in front of you, my humble heart has become even more humble, and now, I don't want to hate you anymore, because I am tired.

Under the quiet sky, I think you don't remember me who gave so much to you, I love you so much, so I don't want to remember you anymore, as if you never remembered me. It doesn't matter if I love or not, because I don't have you, I don't necessarily have a bad life, and after you leave me, I don't necessarily have a good life, this is a ridiculous reality, you don't regret it, I don't hate, we are okay with each other, and we don't see a sunny day.

I read this post, and I was a little moved, not because of him, but because of the delicate mood of the person who wrote this text, which deeply moved me.

I started looking up posts about this guy, and I liked a lot of his posts.

I can't imagine this person, not only does the name sound good, but there are also a lot of romantic things about this person.

One of his posts was commented by a person like this: Obviously he is an amorous embryo, and he still pretends to be innocent and melancholy. You're a fucking slut, and a slut is hypocrisy. Unexpectedly, that person actually replied: I don't ask people to understand, but I ask you to have half of my affection, so that you will not be wandering on the road of singleness, and you will not be a single dog watching me show affection, and you can only fight with your left and right hands alone.

I looked at it and laughed dumbly, I have seen a lot of 'thick-skinned' people, but I have never seen a guy like him who is thick-skinned than a cutting board.

But it is undeniable that this person's character, I like it very much, people, how can it be as perfect as it is written in the book, this person, has an interesting soul. At the very least, he is more real and direct than the average person on the Internet who pretends not to care about the person who clearly wants to be loved.

I'm in the sky at thirty-three degrees now, drinking coffee, looking at the starry sky outside the window, in this bustling city, I'm still struggling upstream, living in my eyes, it's just a survival instinct, and I've been deeply hurt by a relationship, I still believe in the Internet, he will give me a different miracle.

In the dead of night. I'm always at the computer, waiting for the hope that comes from afar.

Often the network and reality are opposite. The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, you are often looking forward to the good, and the reality is mostly a skinny experience, and it is the kind of experience that is extremely poor.

I'm still on the Internet, struggling to guard, waiting for her from the other end of the computer to come to me and meet me, whether I'm a fool or not, I don't know, but I know very well that I'm a nerd, a nerd who expects the fate that God has given me.

A "bang" woke my nerves, which were about to sleep. I took a sip of bitter coffee, refreshed myself, and clicked on the mailbox to see.