Author: Tang Tang (Le Yun)

True light is not the eternal absence of darkness, but the eternal obscuration. A true hero is never despised, but never succumbed to despicable sentiments.

On this day, Xue Jie was idle and bored, turned on a certain sound, and brushed up on the works written by her teachers and friends, and suddenly, Xue Jie brushed up on a poem written by depression.

"Partridge Day"

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A touch of cinnabar is carefree, and from now on, the dream is also long.

Foolishly asking about the clarity of bodhicitta is not enough to bow down in melancholy.

Spring has been decided, summer is soft, who will leave this taste for.

I don't blame the red rope in my hand, I just hate that I didn't accept it.

- Depressed Child

This is a song that has just been posted for a short time, and it has only been more than ten minutes since Xue Jie brushed it. The words have already been liked and commented, Xue Jie read the comments one by one, and was silent, "What I want is not money and gifts after all, but love and your firmness." ”

I hope my efforts are worthy of my love! Not having to do anything is already a rare thing, and to some extent even more rare than money. And what I am desperately fighting for now is nothing more than to find a shade that belongs to me in that ethereal love, and the attachment to the hot dead man, lingering until death.

Xue Jie took her mobile phone and sent a private message to depressed: "I am willing to quit, I hope you will be happy in the future!" ”

Looking at the swaying leaves in front of the window, Xue Jie fell into deep thought, "Maybe I'm not good enough, it's my love that is not worth mentioning, so what I desperately want to hold on to, in your eyes, is so unbearable." Tears flowed down her cheeks and into Xue Jie's mouth.

Before it was five minutes, Xue Jie wiped some tears, picked up her mobile phone, and withdrew the message she had just sent to depression from a certain tone, and Xue Jie chose to be silent.

It is not easy for six or seven out of ten things in life to be successfully completed. The clamping of responsibilities and obligations always makes people feel guilty when they have leisure time.

"Bao'er, what did you withdraw?" After a while, Depression sent a message to Xue Jie, "What's wrong with you??" ”

Xue Jie looked at the dialog box silently and did not reply. This is the first time Xue Jie has seen a depressed message and has not replied. Before this, Xue Jie especially wanted to send messages to herself every day, and the warm sentences that popped up endlessly in the conversation box were so unforgettable, clear and sweet, warm and moisturizing Xue Jie's lonely heart.

"That's my junior sister, when I quit Douyin before, she came to wish us lovers to finally become married, I owe her a word, and I just wrote it for her today to make it up." Depressed Seeing that Xue Jie didn't speak for a long time, he probably guessed why Xue Jie was angry, and hurriedly sent a message to Xue Jie.

"I Want to Know"

The second hand on the clock moves gently

Flowing my indifference

Hope is the faint light of the sky falling

I hugged myself tightly

Fear ignites a flame from the cracks

Burn my humiliated goodness

Those from the people who matter in life

A few are true

Love me

-Tang Tang (Musical Rhyme)-

As a normal person, I just think about it. As a human being, you must have responsibilities and obligations, and responsibilities and obligations are not something you have to do if you want to do it, without considering the feelings of others. In fact, you can choose not to do it, or discuss it with the people you care about.

Tears fell on Xue Jie's mobile phone screen, who can understand Xue Jie's grievances. Obviously depressed at noon, he was still sending a message to Xue Jie, and the two talked happily, but he was depressed but didn't tell Xue Jie a word: I'm filling in the words for my junior sister, and I'll send it later, I hope you don't mind.

And the dialogue between the depression in the comment area and Senior Sister Yun is a bomb that crushes Xue Jie's last psychological defense. Xue Jie had to wonder: Did I get the wrong script, you two are a couple!

All I want is to be able to think about nothing, not to do anything, to simply appreciate the world, to empty myself, to be the most authentic version of myself, and I even wish I could go back to the time when I was not in love. If everything hasn't started, or if we're still just ordinary friends, then you and your Senior Sister Yun are just talking about the sea and the rocks, what does it matter to me? What does it have to do with me?

How much despair do you have to go through in this life to bask in the desolation of the world. I enjoyed the joy of pain in the helpless night. Spread the remnants with glass slag, let the unintentional sit through the suffering, and tear the skin to see the soul clearly. The head is forced to speak ruthless words, and the barren land cannot grow a burning fire. My hard bones fell from the corners and smashed to pieces, spreading the desolate silence of death.