When I got home, I was at a critical point between drunkenness and sobriety, and I was most uncomfortable.

When the light is dark and the moon is slanting, I deliberately make me abandoned by the world, just like a mobile phone without charging, a thermometer without mercury, a music box without clockwork, a sky without the sun, and a sea without salt.

I looked at the glass on the table, and the glass on the table looked at me.

For a long time, there were no psalms in my memos or calendar, only dates in which I sold my physical and mental strength without a gap. The perfect attendance award has exhausted me, maybe, I should be presumptuous?

The glass was still still, and it didn't give me an answer, or it acquiesced.

Leave? Leave... Leave!

I took a leave of absence.

One after another, I rummaged through the cabinets and found a bottle of Moutai that my brother had left at my house before, and poured it into his 250 ml drinking cup without blinking or shaking.

Two hundred and fifty? I kind of want to laugh.

Actually, I'm not that great. If I really had that selfless love, I would have let go willingly. He's happy is all that matters, isn't it?

But I'm not, the love I keep saying is finally at this moment, for my selfishness.

People really can't rely on it without reservation, it will become a habit that is integrated into the blood and bones. When you finally understand that you want to withdraw, you will find that what you have broken is not a habit at all, and what you have lost is not anyone, but your last spiritual support.

I picked up the wine glass, and once I was presumptuous, the geese passed without a trace, and tomorrow, I put it down.

Eventually, I started laughing and sobbing. Ling Ling said that I can't see joy and sorrow in my eyes, she naturally doesn't understand, I restrain sadness, how sad I am.

Who knows why I can't sleep at three or four o'clock at night? Why can't I swallow? What am I boiling?

I don't know the answer.

First thing, I staggered and removed my pillowcase and threw it into the washing machine. As for whether there was laundry detergent or not, who can remember?

There are so many sad tears and moldy dreams in it, and I want to get rid of them completely.

A second before I closed the lid of the washing machine, I ran to the window again, and I couldn't understand the general incomprehension of the behavior of drunk people.

I made a wish to the stars that I couldn't see clearly, and I said, can I hold on any longer?

Clearly, the distant star, I heard its answer.

It said, "Don't make a wish. I'm really tired. ”

It says it's tired? I couldn't stop laughing, yes, the stars were tired, and I was tired. So, so right?

So be it.

"Boom!"

The washing machine is turned off, the pillowcase is rolled up inside, and soon, everything it bears, will be taken away.

I listened to the rumbling sound, the sound of a dream shattering. I don't want to speak ill of the world anymore, it's all my own doing.

What do you say about the movie "Farewell My Concubine"? "Even if a person has all kinds of abilities, he will not be able to defeat the destiny of heaven in the end", yes, that's it, how can I understand it without going through it?

"Toot toot!" The phone rang suddenly, and I didn't want to answer it, but I saw that it was ringing, or I pressed the speakerphone.

"Hey! Are you home? It's raining heavily outside! You remember to hold an umbrella! ”

Her voice was like that of a ferryman, doing a ushering ceremony for me.

Is it raining? I lost my senses, but I wondered, what was this rain that passed by last night trying to tell me?

Rain... If only I could come a day earlier... If it was last night...

I laughed, "It's raining so hard that it's useless to hold an umbrella." ”

"What do you mean?" Lingling's loud voice killed most of my wine, "Wouldn't it be better if you hit the umbrella down a little?" ”

"It's not." I replied, "I mean, it doesn't matter. ”

"What did you say?"

"It's fine." I took another sip of the cup, choking my eyes spicy, "I'm at home, it doesn't matter if it rains or not." You stay safe. ”

"And." I added, "I let it go. I don't like it anymore. ”

At the last moment of consciousness, I lost the last sentence in the memo.

This is the last time, I swear.

“2282 234282 9343 912143 3132 428221 9163 61326 93436241 412143 942143 9332 2282 428243 936382 51432163 5143 5332 2221”

"If nothing else, we shouldn't cross paths again, right?"

The next day, I was woken up alive by the bell. I wasn't sick because of the hangover, but I was dizzy and my stomach was churning.

Contemporary women who live alone, in order to prevent the common cute mistake of forgetting to bring the key, will have a spare key to put it with a reliable person, and I will do the same, so that there will be a bell at this time.

"Yes, you! I don't answer the phone! Hiding from drinking alone! ”

I was so sore that I lifted my eyelids only to realize that I had slept on the coffee table.

She couldn't laugh or cry, and she couldn't open her mouth when she wanted to scold me.

"You're not going to work today?" She asked.

Only then did I react and quickly asked, "You don't have to go to work today?" ”

When it was over, sparks popped up in her eyes, and she pulled out my phone from under the sofa and smashed it in front of me.

"Look at how many calls I've made to you from seven o'clock in the morning until now! I thought you were dead! ”

Well... I looked at the sixty-odd missed calls and was speechless.

"When you came in, you were still lying upright on the table, I really thought something had happened to you!"

"So... Are you on vacation today? "I wanted to ask her why she was so idle, but the strong desire to survive reminded me not to die.

"What a vacation! The old lady was afraid that something would happen to you, so she asked for leave! ”

Oh... She does marketing, and there are no attendance awards there.

"Okay." I looked around, and there was nothing left to entertain her, so I simply gave up. "You can do it yourself, I'll sleep again."

She was quick and pinched the back of my neck, "Sleep on!" Go back to bed and sleep! Look at this table made for you! ”

"Let's sleep together. Make up for sleep and go out in the afternoon. "I was not cold-hearted and cold-hearted, I took a shower, completely sobered up, and regained the ability to be grateful and guilty.

There is exactly the same sunshine today as yesterday. But when I am bathed in the sun, I am no longer the same person I was yesterday.

I remember last night's vow, and I let go. Start today.

Suzu never mentioned my unscrupulous words last night, probably because she didn't take my crazy words to heart, or maybe she wanted to save me a little face, which made me extremely grateful.

There was a faint smell of familiarity on her body, and the yellow sunlight ripened everything childishly, mixed with the uncooled heart that was galloping, and burned all the way to the sky.