People who are loved are ancestors.

Once upon a time, listening to Nan Quan Mama's Rainy Day, Lala sang in a clear voice: "Don't say that you will be sad, don't say that you want to change, and the people you love don't have to apologize." Later, I thought that the reason why relatives don't have to apologize is probably because relatives are ancestors.

I remember that when Xiao Y liked crazy people, there was really no principle and no bottom line. Even if she said many times that she would not contact again, as long as the madman calls, she will be on call. One second, she was talking to us about that madman's arrogance and indifference, and the next, she could have a good chat.

So I said, relatives are ancestors, and the mobile phones are all provided by you. You always unlock and lock the screen back and forth, but you can't get a message or a greeting from him. What you like best is "the other party is typing", which can only be done by him. Look at your mobile phone and wait for his reply. As long as your mobile phone has power, you think he might call you back. He will always touch your heart easily, and his reply will make you happy all day.

You think: I wish I were his mobile phone, which he holds in his hand every day.

You think: I wish I were his game, I remembered it for the first time in my spare time.

In fact, your imagination is only because you are the one who gives love.

Everyone who meets the person he loves will lose some bottom lines in order to keep him and not miss him. One second you said, "I won't look for you unless you look for me. I am the coolest in the world. " The next second, you can't help talking to that person. You swore never to look back, but he held out his hand and you would still go with him. His information, you always reply in seconds, his needs, you are on call.

I probably know how painful it is to lose someone, so when I meet my lover again, I either dare not have it or hope to hold it in my hand and never leave.

Later, I found that love in the world is so strange that all people are spinning around. You loved others and were loved by others. You wait for the person you like to look back at you, and the person you don't like has waited for you for several years, just like a vicious circle. He likes you, and you have someone else in your heart, but the person you like also has someone else in his heart.

In fact, no matter how good a person is to you and how many things you have done, you can't compare with a smile from your lover. When waiting for him, you say to yourself, "Idiot, you can't force others to love you."

In fact, the party who treats it with care will ask such a question. Because of caring, it is easier to compromise and tolerate, because of caring, it is easier to be confused by each other's little moves. Wisdom is useless to love, love makes people suffer, and pain makes people clumsy.

We are all wandering between loving and being loved, and we are all looking for the soul of the other half in the world. As we all know, the loved ones really don't need to apologize.

Fin,

I really don't blame you for not liking me.

I like you. It's not your fault.

I like you. It's meaningless.

I like you, I know your routine clearly, and I still take it seriously step by step.

Love does not mean to give up, nor does it mean to forget.