As the days passed, we all became passers-by in time. Under each cloud there is a home.

Sometimes I always feel that I am different from others, and I don't know what is different. I can't get used to seeing many people, I am not willing to live an ordinary and ordinary life, I am not willing to be lonely but I am always with loneliness. Sometimes I am arrogant to the core, and I don't want to accept the ordinary reality. The whole person was in a big pocket and couldn't open it at all.

Choose phobia, everyone has something to fear, but they have to face it after all.

For many years after that, they never met Ling Shan again, and they all probably found happiness in their respective lives. I only wish she could find her happiness, even if it has nothing to do with me.

I still remember the agreement that year, Ling Shan said that if we are old in the future and we have no partner, we will retire together and never separate.

I said when is it old!

Ling Shan said without hesitation that she was eighty years old.

I don't think I can live that long, and I can't do anything until I can't do anything.

Ling Shan said that it was sixty, we are still young now, and we have just retired.

It's negotiable, but it's my age, not you, I'm a few years older than you, and some talk about it, it seems that my spare tire is going to hang for a lifetime.

Remember what we said? May you return from traveling all over the mountains and rivers as a teenager. I don't want to see you grow old, so I stay in my heart as I did when I first saw you.

I can't tell you how many times I've fallen asleep on my desk, but I feel groggy, the last page of the manuscript is left, and the pen on the table is stained, like sawn annual rings, round with a salty taste.

At the age of sixty, I'm still alive. I still think of the small dimples on Ling Shan's face, as cute as a doll.

Thank you for coming to my world, but I passed by yours.

Life is a gathering and dispersion, but it is just an encounter, a carnival, and a desolation. No matter how long the movie is, there is a curtain call. It's over, and everything is quiet. Those who once loved, the lingering of regret floated like floating clouds. The clouds are gone, and it's still the same blue sky.

The sky has never changed, the wind has never come, but the heart has moved.

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