Chapter 1220: Bond (49)

Hedgehog Love: The Bond (Varu Alan)

（49）

People who have a good memory will have a more unsatisfactory and painful life, because joy is easy to forget, and things that are deeply remembered are always painful.

Someone shared my diary "Don't Lie to You", I forgot what I wrote, I clicked on it to look at it, but unexpectedly, people's space was not open to me (and such people!). So I looked for it in my own space, and fortunately, in April last year, I found it in just 10 pages. If it's a long time ago, how long do you have to find more than 130 pages?

It turned out to be about memory:

[If you lose your memory, life will be easy

If you haven't forgotten it, can you still make the memories vaguely moving

Suddenly, he was able to generously put down a qiē and let himself travel lightly

But this pretense often lasts less than a day

Memories are picked up and put down, put down and picked up

If you love someone, you will remember the days you were with them, and if you love someone deeply, you will remember the days after you were separated from them

People who have a good memory may not be very happy.]

Suddenly I feel that "I hate someone, and you will remember the days when you were separated from him". However, the reason why I "hate" should be that I used to "love very much", right?

[Memory is nothing but the preservation of something that can be remembered.]

I understand that I am not yet at an age where I can only spend time with memories,

Perhaps, I can not care so much about those times that are remembered only by me,

But I still think of you inadvertently,

Remembering the bits and pieces that are relevant to you,

However, I just go to reminisce, and I don't struggle anymore, and I don't want to add to your troubles. 】

Diary is like this, maybe the thoughts are incoherent, so there is no punctuation, maybe there are two "buts" in a sentence to turn, if you look at it a little more, at least one of the "buts" will be changed to "may", "but", "while", "yet" and so on.

Although he has not reached the age where he is left to spend time with memories, he is really using memories to kill time. It's just that most of my memories are recording the days after I was separated from someone.

There may be no reason to love someone, but there is a fairly good reason to hate someone, and that is "parting".

Parting is strange, it turns the joy of the past into tears in memory, and the pain of the past does not turn into joy and does not disappear.

[It's that you shouldn't be unreasonable and unaware of it, making me laugh and laugh silly.

It's you who shouldn't make me feel the sweetness that I can't say all day long, full of tenderness that can't be dissolved.

The last thing you should do is to make me feel the joy that does not belong to me, and make me think of you greedily...]

Because I recall an online relationship, I can still use words like "laughter", "sweetness", and "joy", and I am afraid that there is only resentment in the real lovelorn. Unless it's a love that doesn't report any hope from the beginning.

I don't lie to you, no matter how obscure it is, the protagonist will always find it and leave something, it's just that I have the right to delete or keep it. But

The man who asked me to record the days of separation from him never appeared.