Xie Zebo, I don't want to write anymore, I'm tired.

And it seems that my memory is wrong again, that experiment is not a chemical experiment.

It seems that my dusty past is only you.

I don't know if memory is a lie?

I don't seem to be what I thought I was, I wanted to see you today, but I don't know how to find you, I don't know the way. However, as soon as the mobile phone enters your territory, the network is extremely slow.

By the way, one day in 15 years, I went to Lutang to soak in the hot springs, met my classmate Huang, and later invited me to eat and sing, and sent his friend to live in Lutang in the middle of the night, and then under a surveillance, he smiled treacherously and said to me: "Old classmate, can you hold hands?"

Of course, I didn't think it mattered to hold hands, so I shook his hand.

Now that I think about it, is there some kind of rumor secretly circulating in a "place" I don't know, so he deliberately asked me to hold hands under surveillance, but let you see it?

I guess I'm really sick, and I still can't see why a person wants to live.

Why don't you compete with you in your heart, and always have to be "evenly matched" with you before you stop?

Why do you always want you to come and see me or take me away?

Perhaps, I should go to Tan Song, and then I can travel around "one box", where I go, and be chic and free, instead of so that you can care about me as much as before, racking your brains, what's the point of such a contest?

I always feel sleepy these days, the negative ions are too strong, I don't know how many days I have left?

I didn't go to you because I didn't know where you worked and I didn't know your phone number.

And you know I'm here, don't you?

Suddenly I feel that life is meaningless, I don't want to look at my phone and photos anymore, if you are married, I think I should go out and look for a job, maybe I will meet someone who is suitable for life.

Before that, I still have to go to Wang Xiaoman, because he has been with me online for many months, and I always want to see what he looks like.

From now on, I will no longer have you in my heart, and the next stop will be happiness. I also have to go to my brother, in that case, when I have a wedding, he will let Lele come to wear a gift.

But why am I not even a rarity for weddings?

I haven't seen what my little boyfriend Zeyi looks like now, maybe I should have a wedding with him to get revenge on Luo Fei for betraying me for living with other women and distrusting me and insulting me.

And I spend Zeyi's father's money, too.

Maybe Zeyi can take me to the United States to watch a football game, and if I happen to be able to watch Avril Lavigne's concert.

It is absurd and nonsense that I have written to you so blatantly without asking you what is going on now.

I don't want you to sign a consent form for any story adaptation, and I suddenly feel bored.

I'll give you the only crude oil painting I've ever made, and I'll leave—it was painted for you.

After thinking about it, I don't want to do housework every day. I don't like to get up at six o'clock to cook, so I naturally like someone to cook for me. Doesn't it mean that if you want to find a man who gets up earlier than you, that's happiness?

Take a picture of your uncle with you, and see him holding his mouth and you look like you're smiling happily.

I guess he thinks the patent you made doesn't catch his eye.

Actually, I'm lazy, I like to sleep lazy, and I don't like to cook.

I don't want to hear anything, and I don't want to get to the bottom of it.

Making money is a man's business, and thinking about things is also a man's business, so it's all over. The outside world is better and more beautiful, isn't it?

I was thinking, do you want a painting, or do you want me, a living person, to stay with you?

My head hurts too much lately, maybe it's the after-effects of him knocking me out on the head.

But when he was a child, he was so beautiful.

Some time ago, Fruit said to me, "Nobody cares about your past. ”

At the same time, the lawyer said: "The name is not important. ”

But I care, I think it's important.

This name was given to me by my ancestors—a brave and daring woman with little feet who could carry a severed human head.

The reason why I didn't want to adapt it was that it was too troublesome.

Or maybe I think that the people who have taken care of and nurtured me with all their love have learned to play with their mobile phones, so they have laid a "net" that can "snare" me back to them and protect me - just like when I was a child in school, I was the super obedient "doll" who followed them around.

When I went to school at the hydropower school, I was super busy, and I had to go to several schools to "wander" and listen to classes. Only when I go back to my school to take "computer" classes can I have free time to practice writing "love letters".

I haven't been satisfied with the countless times of practice, and only now do I feel that the ordinary is the most real.

It's a real headache, and it's very lost, if you see me today, and I run from under your nose again, you're also lost.

Time is precious, why don't you stop getting out of the car, "grab" me, and say to me, come with you?

Do you have to ask me to go to your place of work and see you once before you give up?

But I'm ugly, and I don't dare to see you, for fear that people will go to the empty building.

What to do?

Forget it, let's see the mood tomorrow.

I hope that all people can have a place to live in a beautiful environment, like the Garden of Eden, and have a romantic life.

I remember that before I met Luo Fei for the first time, when I was standing in hundreds of table tennis balls, Uncle Bin taught me all the rules of the game and demonstrated the movements. Then he practiced with me for a while, and then he said to me, "I still have to take other students to class, and I'll find you a sparring partner in the future." ”

I smiled and said, "Okay." Then find someone who is as good as you. ”

He is like a salesperson, constantly saying how powerful "Luo Fei" is. "He was the best student in sports of any student I taught, breaking records in every event and being the first in town every year. ”

I was a little looking forward to meeting the teenager he was talking about, because I was the "second best" in the town in all sports except table tennis.

So I readily agreed, and after seeing him leave, I stood among the hundreds of ping-pong balls, looking at the glass window outside the classroom, waiting for the best in his mouth.

After a while, he brought in a super sunny and super handsome boy in a snow-white school uniform, and said to him: "In the future, you don't have to go to class in the afternoon, just accompany Qin Qin to practice." Especially practice smashing. ”

I admit that no one in all the idol dramas I watched in this life can compare with Luo Fei's appearance at that time - he is a school-level boy.

When Luo Fei heard that there was no need to go to class, his eyes showed infinite brilliance, he looked at me playfully, and said, "Okay." ”

Uncle Bin watched us fight a few rounds and left, leaving the two of us to play freely in the activity room.

He smiled at me and said lightly, "You fight me with your best." ”

But I said shyly: "I've always been playing with myself at home, playing table tennis against the wall, you have to be merciful." ”

He said "um" and began to serve.

But he was very powerful, and I couldn't resist it, so he said: "Since I am practicing with you, then I will follow what Mr. Wang taught, only serve, and you will smash the ball." ”

I nodded.

But because my strength was too small and too gentle, he said, "You are slapping me when you smash the ball." ”

I tilted my head and laughed out loud.

His eyes full of "love" looked at me and continued to make me laugh, "Then you will be able to smash the ball accurately, won't it be very refreshing." ”

Well, I just followed his method, and every beat was hard to force, as if I was slapping him.

I sweated profusely for two hours every day, and I rode away at the end of the day, regardless of his slow tidying up of the venue.

A month later, we went to the district to participate in the competition.

The person who counted the balls for me was Jiang Ting, who had one or two points more than me in every Olympiad in our town, and his father was a math teacher, so I think he must have opened a small stove.

So much so that when we played the Olympiad in the mud-paved playground of the central school, he gave me two more points, so that I could only finish "second".

Ahh I participate in all the competitions that are held, though.

In addition, my family did not cultivate any hobbies, and after building a second building from home, as if I was not very good at walking, I sat on the bed and began to count the money and pay my salary, and then my father always showed me the book in "Township Enterprise Finance", and pointed out the problems in it and asked me to do the math.

Practicing with Luo Fei was the first time I was alone in the same room with a boy, and it was the same game as my peers.

But I was never afraid of him, just like this year when he me off, I pressed him to the bed, gave him sixty slaps, and gave myself twenty slaps, claiming to be even.

But he said to me lightly: "If you want to slap me, give me enough 100, don't just get a passing grade." ”

Then he continued to look at his phone, continuing to check the clues on the Internet, trying to find out who liked me.

Hit him that day, he had a hunch.

Because the first night he asked me to listen to a certain program of NetEase, but I only had my son in mind, so I told him the source story of "Hundred Family Names" and taught him to sing English songs.

He was like that, and I ignored him.

Suddenly, he said, "I carried you behind your back to register the doll." ”

I flipped up suddenly, grabbed him by the neck, slapped him, and said lightly, "The two of us are going to die together." ”

He continued to play with his phone, his face pale from the light of the screen.

He was too excited to see it, and said lightly: "I lied to you, I'm about to sleep." ”

I cried and said, "I hate you if you don't have my permission to do this." Don't be so inferior, since I said we're together, we'll be together. I don't care about weddings. But I want you to cheer up and be an example for your son. ”

He didn't say anything and continued to look at his phone.

I don't care what he reads, it's nothing more than looking through forums, book review areas, tribes, and major bookstores on the Internet, anyway, the days and data related to me that are close to my name and related to me are always questioned and give me a headache - for a whole year.

I don't understand why he's so crazy, just like I just kept drinking and then dragged me to the ground like crazy and scared me with a knife.

When I cried, I actually said, "Woman Qin, it turns out that you are still afraid of death." ”

I gritted my teeth and said, "If you're going to kill me, then I'll call my mom." ”

But he never gave me a chance.

"You're my mother-in-law, why should I be taken care of by others, and why should someone else meddle in our affairs?"

That day, I ignored him, locked myself in the closet, and cried all night.

And angrily bend the hanger in the wardrobe.

I couldn't figure out why he was the way he was.

Someone said: "If he really loves you, he will not cut your fingers with a watermelon knife on the day of Macao's return to China in 1999, and he will have to drink blood and wine to worship." Those who truly love you will not bear your blood. He has been using you since he was a child. ”

The person who said this had no idea how brutally he treated me when I was in Chengdu, and how desperate and sad I was.

It's just that I don't want to compete all the time, I just want to get along peacefully, and that's enough.

At the moment when I "buried" you in my heart, I thought that life was just like that.

Xie Zebo, I'm really tired, continue to sleep, if I can get up tomorrow, I'll give you the painting.

If you are here, I will take you to Grandma Yang's house to see the "stone dog" I wrote poetry.

If not, I will never see you again in this life.

(End of the book)