Ling'er, I really want to write an essay specifically for you, it's been ninety-five days since we met, but I haven't heard your real words and thoughts, from the first time I came to my house, to the hot and cold attitude later, I really don't know what you're thinking, maybe because I care too much, maybe because I think about it, maybe because I don't understand, maybe because you are too individual, maybe because I don't understand you, maybe ...... Maybe, not yet!

I'm always looking for all kinds of reasons to comfort myself, six years of single life, your appearance made me break the idea of single life, and decided to regain the path of feelings, but when I was determined to love you, your hot and cold attitude scared me, just like Qiu said, I also felt insecure, because I wasn't sure if you would marry me in the end and come together, and the hot and cold attitude made me entangled, just like I replied to Qiu, yes, because I was hurt, because I had really giving, but it turned out to be very hurt, So I didn't dare to let go of love anymore because I was afraid that it would not bear fruit, and Autumn then said again, because we didn't have the courage we had when we were young, yes!

We are no longer in our youth, we are all at the age of talking about marriage, so we don't want to have any more missed and painful, we all hope to choose a lover to accompany us, choose a city to grow old.

So when I got in touch with you, I was really attentive, but I feel that no matter how hard I work, the gains I see are always so minimal, I don't know if it's the same as what Qiu said, are you really so independent?

Do you really want to bury anything in your heart? I really want to go into your heart, to see where my position is, when I walk alone on the road we have walked at night, I keep telling myself, to get used to it, to get used to being alone, and then as long as you are happy, I don't care, when I said these words to myself, I smiled, but my heart was sour, I really don't know why, just like I know that I am comforting myself, just like in the past two days you have said more than once that you want to be quiet alone, I didn't speak, just looked at you silently, Today I endured and endured, said not to bother you, but still couldn't help but send you a message, you said you were playing cards in Ke's house, at that time there was an indescribable taste in my heart, really sour, and then I went out to play, walk, drink, I thought I would receive your call or text message, even if you said you were playing cards, you can't say it, but no, I got home at ten o'clock, and it was already early in the morning, and there was still no news from you, maybe I was amorous, or maybe you didn't need my care, It's that I'm thinking too much, I don't have any other reason to comfort myself, whether it's self-inflicted affection, wishful thinking, I'm really tired, I think I should also get used to the life of a person, don't think too much, do what you want, take good care of yourself, be kind to yourself, be kind to your family, it's enough.

When one gets through all the moments, I think nothing matters anymore! Because I care, I accommodate.

Because it's mature, it's understood! Because I cherish it, I bear with it! When everything is not because of it, there is no reason for it!