Luo Zijun, let's talk.

If one day, my boyfriend falls in love with my best friend, I won't forgive any of them.

This is a sentence that popped up in my mind when I was watching the first half of my life. At that time, He Han was confessing to Luo Zijun. I don't care whether He Han's confession will be successful or not, nor what will happen to them in the future. I just love Tang Jing, a lovelorn woman, especially at the same time.

There are many forms of lovelorn love. The most tragic thing is that a boyfriend falls in love with his best friend. The affection between them originated from me. I became a matchmaker, but I made myself a downright tragic figure.

Later, He Han showed his cards to Tang Jing: Tang Jing, this has nothing to do with Luo Zijun. She has done nothing wrong. Tang Jing said with red eyes: Making you fall in love with her is the biggest mistake she made.

Just like July and Ansheng, July sent Ansheng away.

That day, July cried for a long time. She didn't tell Jia Ming that she didn't leave sadly, but she was disappointed in herself. She can't love her as much as herself. Not everything in a disappointed life can be shared with others. No one can be truly happy in the love triangle between himself, his good friend and his lover. Happiness is always separated by the deep sadness of a third party.

I suddenly feel that sometimes both emotions and things should have a clear definition, because once the boundaries are blurred, it will inevitably lead to tragedy.

There is a saying: Women, it is best to meet your best friend's husband only once in this life, that is, at their wedding. Although a little too idealistic, the idea conveyed by this sentence is very simple. There is one person who should always keep his distance, and that is your friend's lover.

Friend, if you are really with the person I like, I'm sorry, then let's stop friendship. I won't forgive you, let alone bless you. May we never meet again in this life.

I remember when Luo Zijun divorced, Tang Jing always accompanied her. Work hard for her children, find her a job, and let her learn to be independent. Tang Jing said flatly, I can't watch my best friend being bullied like this. That's ironic I guess she didn't expect that one day her best friend would take away the heart of the person she loves. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, they were robbed.

I believe Luo Zijun is sincere to Tang Jing, and she cherishes their friendship. It's just that she didn't grasp the discretion. When Tang Jing went to Hongkong, Luo Zijun would go to He Han whenever he had problems at work or in life. She may still think it's just mutual help between friends, but when a woman starts to rely on a man, their relationship is doomed to be impure. Sure enough, He Han finally fell in love with Luo Zijun.

So, I want to say to all my friends: For our friendship, please stay away from my boyfriend.

Is the friendship over? On her wedding day, our friendship ended.

Hello everyone!

Isn't this the Spring Festival?

A friend informed me.

Said she was getting married.

It has also been emphasized among friends.

Never wrap a red envelope.

Just have fun.

Xiao Jiang, I am very happy today.

Go to a friend's wedding.

After the wedding reception began

The bride and groom will raise their glasses.

At this moment, a table of people stood up.

one by one

Give the bride a red envelope.

I'm the only one holding the chicken leg.

Look at their posture.

Frightened, the chicken leg fell to the ground.

I had a brainwave

Picked up a pair of chopsticks and handed it over.

I wish the bride and groom an early birth.

Although my friendship with the bride

It may be coming to an end.

But what makes me angry is that

Wu Laoer prepared a red envelope.

I can't believe he didn't remind me.

Friendship has come to an end, right? About the end of friendship, I want to save this friendship.

1, it's true, waiting for someone is so tired, loving someone is so bitter, thinking about someone is so painful, and hating someone is even harder. It's all because of true love, bitter waiting, silly love, the kind of heartbreaking pain, the kind of pain that hurts people with thousands of arrows, the kind of lies that I want to hate again and again but can't bear, but I want to let go.

2. It's really tiring to love someone, and I really feel it.

3. Some things you like again will not belong to you, and some things you miss again are doomed to give up!

4. Love, hate or meeting is fate.

If you like something again, it doesn't belong to you. If you miss something, you are doomed to give up.

6, waiting for someone is very tired, loving someone is very bitter. It hurts to miss someone, but it's hard to hate someone. Some things, no matter how much you like them, will not belong to you. Some things, no matter how much you miss them, are doomed to give up.

7. Because of love, only your own heart should know, willingly, without regrets, and without regrets when you kidnap yourself, just miss him. How are you?

8. Some things, no matter how much you like them, won't belong to you. Some things, you linger, doomed to give up.

9. If you love, you will love. There is a kind of love called love instead of. I think it's good, too

10, some things you like will not belong to you, and you are doomed to give up. Great! Some will not belong to you no matter how much you like them, and some are doomed to give up no matter how much you miss them. Slowly feel tired of waiting, love hurts, it is difficult to think, and it is difficult to hate.

1 1, it is hard to love someone, and it is even harder to forget someone. How can a loved one forget? Someone I once loved deeply. How could you forget?

12, I always tell myself, it's time to let go], it's time to forget, but I have no ending, love suffering, countless tearful nights, my heart is broken, I can't guess his heart, sometimes it's cold and sometimes it's hot. I love him so much that I can't let him go, but I can't forget him. I always think of his kindness to me and the pain he gave me.

13. If you love deeply, you can forget it, but you can't forget it.

14, you'd better smell it. The way you smile is the best. I like your way. I never envied anyone when you were with me.

15, how can people who love deeply forget, even if they force themselves to forget again, they just lie to themselves. Once they are unforgettable, how can they forget! Love is a lifetime!

16, you want to forget someone you loved, unless you have amnesia. I will never forget it.

17, if you can't forget it, put it in the deepest part of your heart. Think of being with her in the dead of night, and consider it a good memory when you are happy. It's good to have it. I want to walk with you all my life, but I didn't expect to lose you when I walked. I lost you and wanted to get you back, but I can't find you anymore. Finally, I was the only one who left alone, keeping you in my heart forever.

18, people who love deeply, how can you forget if you forget? If you can't forget it, don't forget it deliberately. Don't embarrass yourself if you can't let it go. Memory is a bottomless heart injury, and no matter how good the panacea is, it can't be cured. It is better to let nature take its course, maybe let nature take its course. Good Night! Sweet dream!

19, since you can't forget it, don't forget it. Hide it in the deepest part of your heart.

20. How can people who have loved deeply forget? If you can't forget it, don't forget it deliberately, so don't embarrass yourself.

2 1, unforgettable injury, unforgettable pain, unforgettable love, unforgettable eyes.

22. What if I can't forget it? Love yourself! I hope he can be happy. May we never meet again.

23. What's the use of forgetting? I don't know what happened between me and her. I really want to start over, only to find that nothing seems to have started. Why?

24. People who have loved deeply; How can you forget if you forget? Can't forget; Don't deliberately forget; Can't let go; Then don't embarrass yourself; Give you a compliment. Good night;

25. It's not easy to let you go. The change of mood is unexpected. No chance to say I love you. Too much sadness belongs to me, and too many regrets keep you in my heart.

26. It is said that time is a good medicine to heal wounds, but this medicine seems to have no effect! How can people who have loved deeply forget? That bit by bit hidden in the bottom of my heart will make all camouflage burst its banks at any time! Yes! How could I forget? Memories are like a poison, eroding people's internal organs. You can't forget what you want, and you can't escape what you want. After loving you deeply, I left an ethereal memory. You left my world, but you have lived in my heart. Pretending not to care, pretending not to care, smiling without a word, I fooled everyone, but I couldn't fool myself. You and I can't forget it and let it go.

27. Memories are beautiful, and the feelings you really gave will never be forgotten.

28, sometimes a point, will make people burst into tears, will make the disguised self collapse, because of deep love, willing to stay, because he is in this city, just because he loves you, misses you, waits for you, how are you?

29. There is no regret medicine in the world, and I don't know whether the ending is good or bad. I am sad. Why did I end up like this?

Friendship has come to an end, right? I cried after reading it.

You know

I'm like all women.

I like you to look at me with affectionate and warm eyes.

Hold your waist gently.

Walking in the sun.

On a quiet night like water

Deep in your arms

Curled up happily.

All the nights after you left.

The cool breeze blew away the blur of the night sky.

The starlight dimmed the milky way.

The moon is as thin as a shadow.

In the dark night

Continuous yawning

They all want to talk about it.

All the nights after you left.

The lingering wind blew away all the flowing haze in the night sky.

The moonlight is quiet and the mountains are quiet.

The curtains hung low and rolled up sadly.

I can't even talk about it.

Filament and thread

sigh

All the nights after you left.

My dream is full of evening rain.

Gently cut the candle flowers

There is a puff of smoke in the white porcelain bowl.

Gamble on wine and pour tea.

Just ordinary.

All the nights after you left.

The west wind brushed the fallen leaves.

I thought it was snowflakes.

Your sincere return to tune

All the nights after you left.

Half of me is remembering.

My other half is missing.

miss

Your warm fingers

On my calm face.

And arms.

All the nights after you left.

I was thinking.

You still owe me one sentence.

good night