Why do men look good after breaking up?

Who said nothing after a man broke up?

If a man looks good after breaking up, it must not be because he is really good, but because he pretends to be good.

I still remember the night when I was dumped many years ago.

I remember that night, I saw her and a boy running over the road near the school. I know that boy. He is her classmate. Look at the way they walk side by side, even a fool can see their relationship.

Then what am I?

What am I?

What is this?

Now that I think about it, this way of knowing that I was dumped is quite special.

Most people will be informed orally or in writing when they are dumped, but I am informed of the facts directly. This preview scene is really innovative.

But this new idea also makes me sad and angry. Of course I rushed up and wanted an explanation.

What can you say? Lovers talk too much.

Of course I got nothing.

Break up and break up. What else do you want to say?

Is it melodramatic?

If you want to be melodramatic, be melodramatic yourself.

So I went to be melodramatic myself.

I was riding my bike around the school when I saw her running across the road with others, so I continued riding my bike around the school.

Well, I used to wander around in a happy mood, but now I wander around in a bad mood.

Where is the wandering? My heart is full of resentment and there is nowhere to vent. It's all on my feet. My strength suddenly increased and my car drove faster and faster. I seem to see my life, and I am dying at a faster and faster speed.

I don't know how long it took or how far it went.

I just feel that the road has come to an end and there is no need to go on.

I just feel that my legs are like lead, and I can't walk any further.

I just feel that my whole body has lost a little strength. If this continues, I will really die.

Then I went back to the dormitory alone. The dormitory was empty that night. I dragged my heavy body, climbed into bed, lay on the bed, stared at the dead fish's eyes and looked at the ceiling. I really can't sleep.

But I was so tired that I fell asleep in a daze.

Yes, I did, but my heart hurts. I can't sleep well at all.

I kept waking up and falling asleep over and over again. Anyway, I will wake up or go to bed in the end. It doesn't matter.

Sleepless nights are always particularly long, and lovelorn nights are always particularly painful.

The long night will disappear, the dawn will come, the sky will break, and at dawn, a new day will begin.

I hope I can see my new self in a new day.

Although I don't know what my new self will look like, I really hope to see a brand-new self.

I got up at dawn the next day. After washing, go downstairs to the dormitory to read early.

I happened to see her when I was reading early.

I saw her coming towards me. Ah, actually, she walked to the school gate and passed me in the morning.

I told her long ago, and she was surprised. She smiled awkwardly and said she didn't expect it.

I said it doesn't matter. We can still be friends.

But I lied to myself. My heart hurts.

I thought that as long as I was alive, I would have a chance to wait until she changed her mind.

After that, I spent four or five years waiting and was sad. But you said that men are like nothing after breaking up. No, they are not useless, but pretend to be useless.

Four or five years later, I met my current girlfriend, and I realized that my waiting was not for her to change her mind, but for the appearance of another person.