Early Bedtime Diary (6)

The wonderful thing about life is that there are a few fox friends who can talk to each other, you can call for wind and rain, you can have a long talk about getting drunk, which is enough for a boring life. I didn't plan to get together to drink and eat today, but I don't know who shouted in the group, and when I drank at night, everyone agreed. Actually, I also have friends, I am not lonely, drinking with people, smoking and hair, this simple tacit understanding exists.

Today's weather is quite abnormal, the morning is very hot, the afternoon is changeable, relatively gloomy, and the evening has been thunderstorms, heavy rain. An incident that exploded the circle of friends today, a very tall female driver in Bengbu, because the sunlight was too strong and dazzling, drove directly into the bus stop, injuring five very old people, some of whom were not lightly injured and were admitted to the ICU. I just record what happened and don't comment on it. I feel that the world is impermanent, cause and effect changes, many coincidences and accidents. There may be no unified evaluation criteria for who is right and who is wrong.

Maybe the reason for drinking some wine tonight is that my head is a little dizzy, my reaction is much slower, and my thinking is even less agile. But I still insist on updating today's early bedtime diary. Although it was already half past nine and the wind and rain were ringing outside the window, I was still able to record my feelings calmly. Today at nine o'clock, it was the time when the rain was the heaviest, she called me on time, to be honest I was looking forward to it, I may have been used to waiting for the phone at this moment to hear her familiar and gentle and reassuring voice. She didn't know that I had friends at home for dinner, and I answered the phone in the next room, and I told her that there was nothing I didn't know. She just wanted to tell me that breakfast egg scones don't need to be topped with other side dishes, like ham tenderloin or something. I always feel that reading a book requires a huge amount of energy, and it is very necessary to replenish my physical strength and calories. In addition to the fixed egg scones and millet porridge and tea eggs, I also want to add some more nutrients. It's just that she doesn't like it, so she has to give up. As long as she likes it, I will do it, and I will do everything I can to meet her needs, which may be like it without hesitation, I am very pleased and fulfilled, and it is a feeling of being needed and really satisfied.

By the way, today I was afraid of drinking and making a mistake, and I forgot to send a message to Beibei, who was on a blind date, and the introducer couldn't explain it, and they were all anxious for me. However, I think it still needs to be gradual, and no matter how enthusiastic and active my side is that the other party is lukewarm, it will not help. I probably lost from the start, and I sent a lot of words, and it took a long time for her to reply with a few words. She probably didn't want to embarrass me so she didn't refuse directly, and she didn't want to be interested in it and did it perfunctory. I don't know what the outcome of this blind date will be.,I just feel the pressure.,Two people who don't have a common topic.,Chat is always careful and need to always think about finding a topic to feel so stressed.,I don't know how to describe this state.,I just want to get rid of it as soon as possible to be relieved.。 She said let's talk about it first, and she never took the initiative to chat, an expression is fine, I feel like I'm going to give up, this feeling is so tiring......

I still miss AH's concern, I know it may be sincere, or from the bottom of my heart, but I will believe it, I really just want her to be good like bringing breakfast, I just want to bring her the favorite. She asked me to pay attention to the high temperature in the workshop and not to suffer from heat stroke, so that I could be happy all day. Although I also worked on the front line of the workshop for most of the day today, I didn't have time to rest at noon, and I helped pack the cylinder in the spraying line for three hours, and I didn't even have time to drink water halfway, but I still persevered as always, thinking of her words, I can't get heat stroke, and even work is full of strength. Really lonely for too long, really obsessed with the feeling of being cared for by others, maybe not so real but I firmly believe and be grateful, no one has ever cared about me so much before, cared about my sleep and my health, which makes me cherish and be content.

Maybe because of the drinking, the expression is a little lacking, but the inner feelings are clearer, I know that I have begun to be more rare, and I can't let go of her, maybe I'm wrong, but it's uncontrollable, I can go to the soup for her, I can do anything. I didn't have time to finish a lot of words on the phone just now, I called her back, I didn't know where to start with a lot of words, anyway, the rain was pouring down at the moment, she was still reading in the office, I think she needed an umbrella the most at this time, an umbrella that could go back to the dormitory, I told her to bring an umbrella not to get wet. Reading is tiring, don't be too late.

Well, a little dizzy, despite not drinking much. That's all I have to say, it's already ten o'clock, and it's almost time for the good morning diary to go to bed. Thinking that tomorrow I will get up early and bring her her her favorite breakfast, and the day is very full of strength and hope, good night!