I cried a lot, and after blowing my nose, I suddenly found that I couldn't stand up, my feet were numb, and there was an inexplicable sadness in an instant, so I cried on the spot again, and the sobbing and riding did not stop, and it was dark.

It's strange, I'm like a big girl who goes out for a long time and no one thinks to look for it, how unpopular it is! As a result, I sobbed violently, and almost didn't get stuck alive by a mouthful of old phlegm. After a few seconds, I finally had an epiphany, when people are pessimistic, they always unconsciously amplify the bad things wirelessly, and even extend them to all aspects, so as to carry out all-round, multi-angle, and overloaded self-denial of themselves. All in all, it is to completely defeat yourself and make up for two more kicks.

There are still many people on the rivers and lakes who can't tell the difference between 'breaking up' and 'falling out of love', in fact, it is very simple, the former is active and harmonious, the latter is passive and unwilling, I think I am really out of love this time. It's not like I've never been out of love before, but this time it's so uncomfortable, it's not like my style at all, I used to break up when I fell out of love, and it was a big deal to cry in my throat, but I felt empty after crying this time. The reason for this is that I still have to focus on Diao Chen, no matter what happened in the past, I was able to drag him to howl, and over time, his house became my big rear, but now, I escaped from there. I don't know how many people have experienced my feelings, for example, when I wake up and find myself sleeping on the street, I come home and see that the new owner has already arrived, and people only send newspapers to you in the streets. In the past, he was able to rampage because he knew that there was logistical support, but now he was left alone, and gradually gave birth to a kind of desolation that was sluggish and easy to be cold.

When the moon climbed up, I felt that I had sublimated to the realm of no worries, and I had the courage to dial Diao Chen's phone, he was surprisingly quiet, skipping the greetings, and I said straight to the point: "I know that you have come back, and when you have time to pack up the things I left with you, I want to get them back." ”

He didn't speak, and it seemed strangely quiet, and he didn't know how long it was, but he said without emotion: "It's quite a lot, let's wait for me to send it to you when I'm free." ”

"No need." Now that he has one more person in his family, it's not appropriate for me to leave things there, and it's even more unreliable for him to make a special trip, if I go, I can also return the spare key by the way, and naturally I can't wait for them to pass when they're at home, I don't know what others think, anyway, I have my own heart. So I added, "Not suitable." ”

He diverted the topic and said suspiciously: "You have a nasal voice, are you crying?" ”

"No, just a few sneezes." The heart is sour, and the tears that have been suppressed have shown signs of raising their heads again. Why is he the person who knows me best?

"Then someone must be thinking about you." His tone was extremely flat, probably talking about Dong Zhuo, I sobbed twice, and he said lightly: "Okay, I understand." ”

I had a hunch that he hung up the phone, and I hurriedly stopped him: "Wait." ”

"Is there anything else?" Could it be that I heard it wrong, his voice seemed to be a little expectant and excited, but it was clear that the golden house was hidden, and it was in vain for me to say anything, a man is willing to wait for you for a year, that is emotional, willing to wait for you for ten years, that is infatuation, willing to wait for twenty years, that is long-term love, but it seems that in the end there is another word called 'dedication'.

"I didn't ...... Without. ”

In the streets covered by night, Diao Chen's voice could no longer be heard.