Author: Tang Tang (Le Yun)

Leaning on the lintel of his thoughts, the passing year was still watching yesterday, and he wanted to see the time and put his heart into a bun. Flower arrangement with green words, twisting the fragrance of flowers, silting the three thousand troubles into gentle lines of poetry, and then putting them in the bottom of my heart and preserving them properly.

Xue Jie thought about it for a long time, but decided to add back the depressed WeChat. In any case, the words should be made clear. However, it was Xue Jie who deleted the depression herself, Xue Jie had no bottom in her heart, would the depression still apply through her friends? It's okay, I have a clear conscience anyway. I don't want to pester him as a friend, I just don't want to owe him favors, whether he adds me or not, everything depends on God's will. Thinking of this, Xue Jie clicked on her phone address book.

The depressed phone number was still lying gently in Xue Jie's address book, and Xue Jie looked at this strange and familiar number, so sad. I've worked so hard for so long, and I have exceptions and favoritisms for you, I just want you to know that I like you. Whether you love me or not, I really like you. But what's the use of liking?

You chose crystal, so translucent, so pure. But the crystals you put all you into exchange for may be just garbage that you can throw away in the eyes of others. And in this world, there is always a person, even if you are useless to him, he will treat you as a treasure that depends on life and death.

Xue Jie copied the depressed phone number, went to the WeChat friend search bar, searched for the depressed WeChat account, and sent a request to add friends.

Ding dong. As soon as it was sent, Xue Jie's mobile phone message rang. Xue Jie opened her phone and saw that depression had been added to Xue Jie's friend bar. It turned out that depression did not delete Xue Jie. Xue Jie thought for a moment and sent a message to depressed: "Chen Shuai just sent me all the chat records between you and the master, to be honest, I'm quite chilled." I'd rather I was a liar! No matter how bad I am, there are more than 9,000 poetry fans, and I need to waste so much time and energy writing poems every day, just to catch your fish? Shuai Shuai, I will never judge anyone with malice, I will always believe that there is truth in the world. No matter what you and others think of me, I still don't hate you. At this moment, Xue Jie's tears seemed to be worthless at all, and they fell down.

Xue Jie continued to send a message to depressed: "Shuai Shuai, I have quit Douyin, if I am really a liar, how can I give up those more than 9,000 fans." Thank you so much for everything you have done for me, I will always remember your kindness to me, I hope you are happy! In addition, I heard Chen Shuai say that on the day I had an accident, you bought incense and prayed for me. Shuaishuai, I have received your heart, and I will return the money to you. Xue Jie then sent a 520 red envelope to depression, and sent the last paragraph: "Block me, just as if you never knew me." ”

You're crying, it's raining in the sky. But I don't have an umbrella, I only have heartache.

My favorite words are: World, Pain, Earth, Father, Mother, Humanity, Sea, Honor, Suffering, Sorrow, Helplessness.

"I don't want it, it's like I've never been here. It's just that someone told me so. Half an hour later, depression sent a message to Xue Jie, probably after careful consideration.

"You're okay, your friend's problem. I'm also ready to go, poetry is not important, what matters is the feeling of everyone together. But these people and things make my heart cold. In fact, I was depressed and uncomfortable: I really thought it was love coming, everything was so beautiful and happened so naturally.

"I never doubted you, I always said about the people around you." After sending this message, I felt even more uncomfortable.

I swear I really have you in my heart and I really like you. I have never doubted anything about you, and I know all your grievances and helplessness. In life, every difficulty and grievance is growth, although it is very uncomfortable, but after all, no one can stop it.

"Hopefully we'll still be friends." Depressed and sent a message to Xue Jie,......