It was indeed getting warmer, and the outline of the rising sun was clearly visible.

Still, there was no countervailing of the cold wind that ushered in.

What kind of cold, it's like thinking of him.

Born to be dependent.

Speaking of dependence and dependence, I can't reach out to a stranger who has become familiar, even if it is so heart-to-heart.

When I think of him, I can't get rid of the unbearable sourness, but in fact, I can only swallow it in my heart again and again, as if nothing happened.

It's not that I don't rely on people, it's just that there are few, very few fingers that break a hand.

In his heart, I am like a little girl who is only fifteen or sixteen years old, and he can't rest assured all the time, and every time the result of hiding is a silent threat, he honestly explains.

It is precisely because he is not around, when will he be cranky, how can I only see from the sound and the words? Besides, he is not good at taking the initiative to say anything.

How did you ever want to rely on him in the past? How could he not have known that he could not make me dependable?

So, I want to learn more or less from a guy who likes to be alone, how to socialize handily, bosom friends, ordinary good friends, need to have their own circle that can play together on holidays...... Joy, anger, sorrow, and sorrow, the dark side, you can bear it if you can bear it, the big deal is the uncontrollable crying, independent and independent, and constantly comfort yourself, which is also good for yourself.

He choked up a little, and said to me, if it was only out of his selfishness, I hope that I will only know him in the whole world, but, in desperation, I hope that everything will be fine when I am alone. The concept of not recognizing life, not stage fright, and money needs to be strengthened, saying yes, not everyone has to talk about money when they open their mouths, just because money is inseparable from expenses everywhere in life.

Speaking more seriously, of course he knew the tone of his voice, and asked me if I was angry?

I wasn't angry, he was right, it's just that I really wanted to tell him that it was easy to talk about the change, and I had already refuted it in my heart, and I didn't say anything on my lips.

Isn't that exactly what I chose?

Whether it's for him or for myself, I have to change.