I asked Yuan Shubai why he chose to go to Damei at that time, and he sat on the bay window and slowly read the book.

"I just want to stay with you, anywhere. But prefer a place where no one bothers us. ”

It's good to be with you and go wherever you go, but I prefer to go with you to a world where there are only two people, a world of two people.

Look at the stars at night

It is exceptionally beautiful, and unlike the city, the starry sky here is lovely for every one. My eyes with more than 200 degrees of myopia can see those little stars.

When I came back from the trip, I still went to Nianjun's wedding without telling Mr. Yuan.

I don't know what I'm clinging to, but I know I'm constantly struggling with myself.

At the wedding, he was the same as he was back then. When kissing the bride, the eyebrows are happy.

I suddenly remembered that many years ago, I asked Nianjun if it was possible for us to become good.

He said yes.

One of the things I have to accomplish every year is to become better.

And now, there are two things to accomplish every year, to be good and to give up on you.

All the love words written to Nian Jun are like a gale wind blowing in a trance.

I liked everything he looked like, and I remembered everything he said, but before I had time to show off such a good man, it wasn't mine anymore.

I couldn't see his wedding, so I left early. I was walking down the street in my skirt and reaching out to take a taxi when tears suddenly fell without warning.

I reached out and touched my tears, staring at the water marks on my fingers. There really wasn't a sign at all, and I thought I wouldn't be upset, but the heart gave me an answer.

It has been said that people who can cry in the street for whatever reason, but they just know that this person is very distressed.

It's suffocating helplessness, the depression that can't jump out of your own world, the regret that you can't regret it anymore, and the helplessness that you can never find back that person.

I remembered what the teacher had asked the students in class.

Teacher: "What does it feel like to miss someone to the extreme?"

Student: "......"

Teacher: "As long as the years are safe, even if they are gone."

That's it, turn the page. I won't confess again, after all, the hidden poem of love is so embarrassing.

Then just ask him to be well, even if he is a stranger from now on, he is my salvation.

Everyone has met someone who shocked his life when he was young, but unfortunately he was not a lover.

I never told Mr. Yuan about Nianjun.

Nianjun's wife is a very intelligent and gentle woman.

I don't know if this is a concealment, everything that can be said is cured, and I admit that Nianjun is still a thorn in my heart.

It hurts, it hurts when you think about it.

I'm afraid that when I talk to Mr. Yuan, I won't be able to hide my thoughts. He's such a jealous and easily hurt person.