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The phone rang suddenly in the middle of the night, and I stumbled to the phone like a fly. Pick up the receiver and the other party hangs up. Damn, even if the number is wrong, at least there is an explanation. I feel very empty at the moment, and I don't know whether to put down the phone or have other thoughts.

Hiding under the covers, I really feel cold.

This autumn seems to come early.

The rain washed away everything in summer, which made people feel excited.

These days, I can't help promiscuity.

Like all the plots in the last few novels, I was inexplicably woken up by the phone on a rainy night and remembered my long-lost lover. Think of insomnia. Last autumn, she called me once and asked me to find her. I went to her door and found her sitting alone on the steps, her eyes red. Before I could ask what was wrong, she rushed over and hugged my neck and said, "It's terrible to have no home." So I wiped my body with a runny nose and tears.

I only remember that her watch was hung around my neck, which was cool.

I, unknown so, just hugged her and told her, "You won't have no home."

I learned later that she just accidentally locked herself out that day.

Her name is Xiaohui. She has ordinary eyes, eyebrows, nose and mouth. Standing in front of you is such an ordinary girl; Walking into the crowd, it is difficult to find her at once.

But I still love her deeply.

Now I have taken out her photo, which is the only photo she has ever given me.

Turn on the desk lamp again and take a closer look at this familiar face.

In the photo, she is wearing the white T-shirt I gave her. That's the only dress I gave her in the three years since we met. Only forty dollars. I bought it casually at the end of the season when the lion dragon was on sale.

But after buying it, she refused to wear it for a long time. I always thought she didn't like it. Under my threats and inducements, she finally admitted that she could not bear it, because I gave it to her.

In the face of such girls, I am often moved. But I don't know how to repay her affection and how to express it clearly. Maybe I never thought of saying anything for her.

Then I took this photo of her. The moment I pressed the shutter, I asked her to say "eggplant" and she just said "radish". So in the photo, she always pouts at me.

The old days were good.

In the dead of night, I rubbed the photo in my hand for a long time and didn't want to put it down. A tear fell on the photo, and it was too late to clean it.

I think it is completely correct to describe myself as "feeling completely out of place". I don't know how to explain myself when I am excited or calm. At the most extreme moment of my emotions, there will always be a piece of music in my ear from time to time. Looks like BEYOND's. Just a prelude.

It happens every time. I don't know why.

After knowing each other for three years, Xiaohui finally broke up with me.

There is only one reason: around me, she can't find a feeling to rely on.

I know I want it back, but I don't know how.

I didn't think she really wanted to break up with me, but I didn't ask.

Finally, there is only one sentence: "If you want to break up, fine."

At that moment, she looked at me for a long time The disappointment in my eyes makes me feel like a heinous sinner.

When she turned and strode away, I knew I would never get back to her.

Love or not between people can always be like two opposite trains, just passing by. When they were in love, they forgot to talk. They are waiting, waiting for each other to say it first. Poor man, why are you so arrogant? Why are you so stubborn?

Our story should have ended here, drawing a dull and helpless full stop. But no, more than a month after the breakup, she had a car accident. This kind of thing happens in other people's world, and I've always been used to it. But this time it really happened to me, right in front of my eyes. Took her away, my Xiaohui. The girl I really wanted her to be my wife.

After a brother in her hospital told me about it, I knocked him down with one punch. Then I helped him up. "I said, man, today is not April 1 day. Don't make fun of me, okay? "

He slowly told me the date of Xiaohui's funeral. I only know that my leg fell to the ground, and I don't know anything else.

Xiaohui and I have been together for three years, more than a thousand days, which is very long.

Xiaohui and I have been together for three years, which is nothing compared with the years when I wanted to be with her. It's too short, too short.

People as short as her family don't know that she has a boyfriend like me.

On the day of the funeral, I could only follow her relatives from a distance. Tears welled up, and I finally understood why Xiaohui was so attached to me. At that time, my heart was broken and I wanted to hold her in my arms again. Hold her hand again and let her follow me.

But reaching out, I can only hold fantasies. Xiaohui left.

I had the same dream every night for several days after the accident. I dreamed that I said to Xiaohui who closed her eyes: When I wake up, I want to understand everything, Xiaohui. Can I tell you everything in my heart? So Xiaohui woke up and I woke up. When I woke up, I found my pillow soaked through.

Now in the dark, holding her picture. My feelings are out of place again. I lay down and set aside a place beside me. Let my Xiaohui sleep next to me.

My ears keep ringing, and it's still the music that breaks me down in the first place. Looking into the distance.

In the next room, there was the snoring of the old man.

I choked up. I heard myself singing to the music in my ear: How much I need/hold you forever every day/forget all the pain and sorrow in the world/hear your call/look forward to seeing you again in my life, even though we are far apart. ...

My good brothers, maybe you have experienced much more than me. But listen to me, okay? Cherish it if you can. What she wants from you may just be a sense of belonging. If you love her, tell her what you think. Let her have a heartfelt support.

Because love can't stand waiting.

Always miss my Xiaohui.

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awake from a dream

You let me find the blue of the sky, reassuring, the color of life, and then began to be extraordinary; You let me see the width of the sea, wide enough to accommodate dreams, and life has become so simple. Lonely night, I am not alone. The people they love look strong. They fall asleep crying or laughing. The most beautiful face is the sun tomorrow morning. On a lonely night, I am not lonely. If you have loved, you will have no regrets. I can wake up laughing or crying. There lived a person in my heart (for a long time).

I have the wings you gave me, flying freely in clouds and water. My soul is as blue as the sky and as wide as the sea. I am not afraid of loneliness!

-Chen Xiaodong's "I am not alone on a lonely night"

There is no letter from you, no phone call from you, no news from you, just a few days, but it is unbearable. I always say to myself: don't be impulsive, don't be emotional, you are doing this for everyone's good. Think about it. If we continue, it will end well. If the ending is a breakup, what will you do and what will she do?

Actually, I have many friends. This is because most of my work likes to start from the perspective of others, and the first thing that comes to mind is the feelings of friends. Perhaps it is for this reason that many friends say that I am suitable to be a businessman.

Just because I care too much about others, I slowly forget to leave a bottom line for myself and forget my goals. When I didn't get into high school, I went to a technical school and learned to be a self-person, putting my feelings first. People with good academic performance always point out their friends' mistakes mercilessly, and gradually I am almost rejected by others except one or two friends. I began to review myself and put the feelings of others first again. In this way, I was gradually understood and became a popular person. Many times, I am a very valued person in the school. I never like to be bound and refuse to take all the positions.

I was considerate of others and finally made many friends, but when night came, I calmed down, but I couldn't find my goals and ideals. Only by playing in love can I think and think in these days. Since junior high school, my girlfriend has made many friends, but none of them can last long. The shortest is only about three days and the longest is only three months. Why? This is because I am looking for excitement. Only it can help me find myself, suppress myself and eventually lose myself. Maybe it has something to do with my growing environment, and so on until I was promoted to junior high school for three years.

I met her, an ordinary girl, a kind and caring girl. This is my longest love. We were together for about two years. She has changed. She doesn't want to be an ordinary girl anymore. She wants to go abroad and see more of this colorful world. I found my dream. I hope to live a free life, live a life without any constraints, do what I want, and don't lose myself for worldly interests. As long as I am happy every day, my goal can be as simple as that (of course, I know that reality does not allow me to do so).

I couldn't accept her change and finally ended this relationship. Since then, I have never thought about anything for myself. As long as people around me are happy, I am happy. As long as the people around me are upset, I will be upset. Fortunately, I have many friends. With different people, I can always feel their different environments. It's just getting harder and harder to find the target. I have no weight in spirit or spirit. The only pillar is the people around me. I don't mind what happened to myself without memory.

In fact, I still talked about a lot of love afterwards, but I always couldn't let go and felt that my heart was too light, too light. /kloc-in February of 0/5, we met on this day. I fell in love with you online. Your sincerity touched me. I tried to convince myself of all this. I open my heart to your love. Since I met you, I have lived with a smile every day, not only on my face, but also in my heart. Everything is full of vitality because of your appearance. I have a very important weight in spirit and spirit, and the pillar is you.

As for some baggage, I don't care, because you have become very light, but still a little depressed. I don't want my goal to be you. I'm afraid I can't find my center of gravity in the days without you, and I'm afraid I'll lose myself again. Maybe these are all my excuses. The most important thing is that I am afraid. I'm afraid of true love ...

When I am infected by loneliness, I like to walk alone in the street. I went to Tianhe City tonight. I never liked playing video games, but I went to play tanks. I play games over and over again, feeling the shock it brings me. My limbs are manipulating frozen maneuvers, but with the sound of my heart, can it make me vibrate? No, the soul is still silent.

A person stays at the station, a person shuttles through the crowd, and a person wanders in the tunnel. Feeling the wandering songs and guitar sounds, suddenly, I seem to find something. Yes, it's this feeling, this feeling of not caring about secular vision and being completely self-centered Is this what I am looking for?

No matter what environment you are in or what job you do, as long as you put everything down in a limited time, cherish your feelings, let yourself ignore anyone and do what you want wholeheartedly, without any constraints and constraints.

Because this is your own emotion, not others', only you can enjoy the happiness of freedom, even if you are going to return to reality the next day, no one can stop you from being yourself at this moment as long as you are willing. My ideal is to be such a person, and my goal is to love you wholeheartedly.

Nothing can restrain this feeling at all, because only you and I can feel the sincerity of this love. As long as you and I are willing, no one can stop us from treating each other as half of our feelings. Why do you have to put yourself down for the sake of secular vision? I see!

Do you know why I ask you this question? Do you know why most online stories end in tragedy? If the story ends at the most beautiful time, it may be the best ending. However, there is only one life, and we can't predict whether our decision is right or wrong, because we can only make one decision under certain circumstances. We don't have a second or third life to compare decisions, and we can't make them perfect before we spend them.

Because life cannot be repeated, everyone seems to be unique; Everyone makes different choices and lives different lives.

I really hope you know that one of the results after choosing is not to change anything. It will be painful for everyone to make this decision without losing each other. I don't want our love story to be beautiful because of this unsteadiness. If the eternal story lives in our respective hearts because of this beauty, I would rather stop now, because what I pursue is not eternity, what I want is ordinary possession, not sad memories.

A phone call every day seems to be something we have to do, as if it can make us forget the distance of more than 2000 kilometers, and make the other party feel that it is just a phone call that is blocking us. But in these few minutes, can I really pour out all my thoughts and sweet words? ! Afraid it will only make us forget loneliness and loneliness for a while? ! However, these short greetings are a summary of all the thoughts of the day; Without your gentle laughter, feelings seem to have no place, and it seems that only your words can bring you a stable sleep.

I hurried to the telephone booth and dialed the familiar phone number. "Du ... Du (surname) ... Du ..." Why didn't anyone answer? I was a little anxious, and finally there was a soft and warm voice in the microphone, which was a reassuring tone I was familiar with.

I typed the whole phone card and talked with my mobile phone for more than two hours. what did i say? I don't remember much, but I remember talking about myself, the past, memories, feelings and stories.

I haven't spoken to you on the phone for a long time, for fear of forgetting the way to say I love you.

The wind and rain tonight is so heavy that it is particularly easy to remind people of the end of the world.

If you suddenly come to my house tonight,

I haven't seen you for a long time. What would you say to me?

If the wind and rain change, whose home do you want to keep?

How I wish I could listen to the sound of rain with you at this time, regardless of the collapse of the world.

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Don't break up! Okay？

You broke up, so calm, without a trace of regret.

When you came to me, I found that you were so beautiful when you were calm! I really want to hug you and kiss you … but I can't!

Do you know that your beauty has caused me a lot of pain? I grabbed my heart and begged you to say, "Don't leave me, okay?" Don't break up, okay! Don't hurt me, okay! "

You are still so calm ... don't you know that I am struggling with painful scars? Don't you know it's a plea to keep my only love? Don't you know that it was a man who asked to kneel before you in order to save his love? Will you really tear something beautiful for me this time? Will you really burn the love of the person you once loved in front of him? Can't you see at all that I have used my last strength to support myself from falling down? ……

Why so suddenly? Why so determined? Why are you so calm when we break up? Why not give me one last chance? Why ... ! !

You don't answer me, God doesn't tell me, the night is silent, the stars don't show their faces, the moon looks at me coldly, and the earth silently counts my scars ... in the boundless darkness, I try to find an answer, but where can I find it?

Smoking hard, let the already overwhelmed lungs feel this heaviness and experience this pain. ...

Why do red cigarette butts keep shaking in the dark? I hold the back of my hand, only to find that my hand is shaking ... no, I have arms, body and legs, and my whole body is shaking uncontrollably, as well as my heart, my love, my soul and my life!

"... find a beloved, deeply loved and dear person to bid farewell to being single, and find a passionate and heartless person to scar me ..." No, you have no passion, you have no infatuation, you have no ruthlessness, tell me, you won't scar me! ..... say it! ……

You answered me with silence.

I am desperate, I am helpless, I am sad, and my heart aches!

Tears rushed out, but a man's dignity told him not to cry. Bitter tears can only be swallowed by himself. No matter how painful it is, he can only carry it by himself. No matter how cruel the truth is, he has to face it himself. No matter how much he cherishes love, he can only watch her die slowly ...

Cheer up, throw away the burnt-out cigarette butts, wipe away two tears, try to control your trembling body and put on a smile on your face. I turn to you:

"I won't force you. If you have made up your mind that it is impossible to change, then I have to agree. " I'm not pushing you, I'm pushing myself! Can you know? If you know, why are you still silent? Why are you still looking at me coldly? Why can't I make my love life longer?

"Is there really no hope?" I keep asking you, and you keep nodding. ...

After exhausting my feelings, I used my last strength to let you and I walk the last section of the road. You said it won't be the last time, but I know that even if it's not the last time, it won't feel like we used to!

Holding your hand, walking by the river, trying to find the feeling of being together in the past, but I can't find it.

You look relaxed, as if you have unloaded a burden. Can't see your regret, can't see your pain, don't you really have it? I really hope your relaxation is just a wonderful performance!

I can't see the pedestrians on the road, and I can't see those close lovers. I only see that our road is getting shorter and shorter. ...

You are finally leaving. Without me, we will no longer be lovers. I will not be able to see you every day, I will not be able to hold your hand, I will not be able to be with you, I will lose my first love, I will lose my love, and I will fall into a bottomless pit. ...

"Can I still kiss you?" I asked, "Now, not in the future." "..." My heart hurts. I remember the first time I kissed you, it was my first kiss! Now, in less than six months, this will be our last kiss!

I want to kiss you, but I dare not. I'm afraid this kiss will completely crush me and turn my last hope into a bubble. I am afraid that this kiss I give will take you away and turn my original bright future into an impossible distant fantasy!

I decided not to kiss you, because I was afraid, really afraid to kiss goodbye!

"You go first!" I said the last thing I wanted to say, something I would never say, something that would make me commit suicide. This sentence exhausted my last strength, took away my last hope and completely defeated myself!

I keep watching you ...

You suddenly hugged me and gave me your last kiss. ...

I close my eyes. ...

I feel your lips, I feel your body temperature, I feel your hand around my neck. ...

I saw the scene of our first kiss, I saw the scene of saying goodbye to you every day, and I saw the scene of our passionate kiss. ...

This, how familiar, how strange ...

This, how happy, how painful ...

This, how clear, and how vague. ...

This used to make me happy, but now it makes me sad. ...

I close my eyes, feel your lips, and my hands hang down beside me, without any response. ...

Tears, finally crossed the last line of defense defeated by himself, and desperately flowed out. ...

At this point, the so-called "dignity" of men is just a thin piece of paper, which has already been soaked with tears. ...

With tears, with all good memories, with all happy dreams, with the people I love most, with the people I can't leave most, with my own remains, with the blood in my heart, with everything I feel ... all flow away with these tears!

Tears are hot, but my heart is cold!

Your lips left me, left our world and pushed me to the edge of the cliff!

I slowly opened my eyes and looked at you, but tears separated you!

Are you really leaving? Really? I couldn't control my tears any longer, and they poured out. ...

"You don't do this, ok? I don't want to see you like this! " You said to me.

I look at you and want to tell you, and I don't want to. I want to tell you that I don't want to be apart from you. I want to ask if you can change your decision, please don't go! But I choked up and didn't say a word!

I turned to Funan River for fear that you would see my sadness.

Actually, you know what? I really long for you to comfort me, even if it's just a word! I don't expect you to change your decision, I just need you to give me some comfort.

Why do you put all the pain on me?

If your heart is really as calm as you show, why don't you have pity on me? You have given me so much pain, don't you feel anything in your heart? I'm human, too! A man of flesh and blood!

If your heart is as upset as mine, why don't you say it? Why do you want to bury your feelings in your heart?

Finally, you turned and ran away. ...

I keep watching you ...

What happened? Why is your back so fuzzy? I blinked, well, I saw it clearly ... why, why is it blurred again?

You ran away without looking back. ...

I want to call your name, but my choked throat can't make a sound except sobbing; I want to chase you, but my weak legs can't move a step. ...

Out of sight, you have disappeared into the night. ...

My tears are especially obvious under neon lights and in the dark. Passers-by looked at me with strange mocking eyes and even made fun of me! I can forgive them, they don't know what I just lost, they don't know how painful I am, they don't know how helpless I am at this time, they don't know why a girl ran away after kissing a boy, they don't know how important a runaway girl is to that boy, how much he wants to get her back, how much he wants to be with her, and how much he wants that girl to come back! They don't know how desperate the boy is!

Light a cigarette, I sit on the side of the road, looking at the direction of your departure from time to time, looking forward to seeing you come back!

One cigarette is finished, another cigarette is finished, and you never come back.

For the first time, I feel that the world has no color: gray, dark and even neon lights are miserable white. The world is lifeless to me.

I ignored the existence of passers-by, neglected my dignity and burst into tears. ...

I fell off the cliff and fell heavily on the ground, feeling hurt all over. ...

I'm tired of crying and my eyes are swollen. Looking at the river in a daze, I didn't find cigarette butts burning my hands. In a daze, motionless. Someone pointed at me and joked, "Dementia!" I don't get angry, I don't argue, I don't even look at him. Still: emotional exhaustion, exhausted strength. what can I do?

The night is dark, people have gone, tears have dried up, the heart is cold, the smoke is gone, and people are numb!

Or can you only stand up by yourself, or can you only walk by yourself? Sadness and pain can only be borne by oneself. ...

Will you cry? Will you cry when you see me cry? Did you cry when you ran away I ask you, and I ask myself! Can't find the answer, smoking a cigarette, swinging alone. ...

It's over. Is it really over?

My love is dead, leaving only my body and a very sweet memory. ...

Thinking about your goodness, your badness, your fragrance, your kiss and everything about you … I shed tears, but I was silent.

It is said that women are easily moved, but I have exhausted my feelings and really haven't touched you? Not at all? Is it because I don't admire you, or are you determined to push me off the cliff?

I don't believe in myself. You won't hurt me. You like me. Am I right?

Why, everything was normal before you went to travel, but after you came back, you became so cruel and indifferent? I asked myself, is that you?

As a matter of fact, you have told me the reason why you did it. But I still don't understand. Would you rather not have the present for your past? You said you never thought about the future, but this time you said we would definitely break up! You are so contradictory, I am so confused!

You said you 100% don't like me. I know you have your past. You will compare the present with the past. You only see the good and bad in the past, because the past is unforgettable for you, painful and happy for you ... I know all this, since you told me. I don't mind. I still love you wholeheartedly, as you can see. Do you understand why all this is? Because I love you!

I actually understand that the main reason why you left me is your past. You once had sincere feelings, happiness, just like when we were together, perhaps sweeter and more unforgettable. But that relationship collapsed instantly, you were in pain, you struggled, you pretended as if nothing had happened, but you missed that relationship very much, and you wanted to save it, but the facts went against your wishes mercilessly, so you tried to fade away the past with a "punishment" for yourself, right? You want him to know that you once loved him deeply, and you can even ignore your current love, right? You want everyone to know how infatuated you are, knowing that there will be no result and you have to love. You have given bravely, haven't you? You want the world to know how much you miss your first love, how much you cherish it, and you can even wait for it all your life, right?

I can understand all this and there is no reason to interfere. However, have you noticed that my present is very similar to your past? Feelings collapse instantly and struggle painfully. Did you find it? Can you know my pain now, just like your past, no, more painful than your past, you know, right? Why do you want me to go through that pain? Why did you push me off a cliff and let me rolling in the deep? Why do you have this heart? Am I a machine? Am I garbage? Am I a simple creature who doesn't know what pain is?

Maybe you will say, why did God only let you suffer that kind of sadness? You think it's unfair. You want others to feel that kind of pain, so you chose me, right? I am speechless about this. ...

You once told me that they all said that you didn't grow up, only thinking about yourself and not considering others. Now, you can tell them by actions that they are wrong. I'll stay with you, and I won't care about everything you do, okay?

You once said that you don't believe in true love. Can you give me a chance to prove to you that there is true love in this world? I don't ask you for a lifetime, I only courted you for three years, okay?

I cherish my feelings. I beg you not to burn, okay?

Can you let me accompany you through the low tide of your relationship? Can you not let my love go into shock, it will die, and let it live longer, ok?

Don't keep me waiting, waiting is the first old, I don't want my feelings to die slowly while waiting!

Do you remember what we said we would do together? Don't let them be my sad memories, okay? Don't be indifferent to me, okay? I'm afraid of indifference, it has been by my side since I was a child, and I'm afraid of it! Don't, don't leave me, do you really have the heart to hurt a person you like?

Pass by, pass by, don't miss it! Do you remember?

……

I cried into the phone, did you hear me? I have insomnia, you know? Did you see my tears? Have you seen my swollen eyes? Do you know I'm sitting in the street crying? I cried for you, only for ten years! ! !

Try not to let others see it after the eyes are swollen; You can't let your family know when you are in pain.

"When you love me, even once is enough; Waiting for you to love me, maybe only once can last forever ... "The pain hit my heart again, and tears could not help but flow down. ...

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Carve on tears with love

Love, like a sharp carving knife, uses its soft blade to finish the beautiful micro-carving on the tears. -inscription

People always don't know when the most important thing in their lives will happen, when they will understand the truth that affects their lives, and when they will meet the most important person in their lives. He was late for the summer elective course and rushed in panting. After asking the lecturer's acquiescence with apologetic eyes, he sat down in the eyes of everyone and soon quieted down. Her eyes rested on his side face, and she turned the pen thoughtfully. He is copying notes with a serious expression on his face. Wearing a plaid shirt, the first button is neatly buckled under the Adam's apple, which seems a bit silly. He always wears a cotton plaid shirt and always buttons the first button. Like a little boy dressed neatly by his aunt in kindergarten. Therefore, every time I see him, her mocking smile is wanton. Although I don't know him. He finally could not help but ask the sidekick Ann beside him:

"Am I funny?"

Ann stared at him solemnly for 30 seconds, and suddenly changed into a bad smile: "It's more than funny. It's just an exhibition of taking the chicken out of the fur and coating it with lubricating oil, which is the first in the world! " He asked with a little resentment, "Who was that just now?" Ann looked at the crossroads where she disappeared, thoughtfully:

"She ..."

"She?" He glanced at the intersection again.

He suddenly felt that the back of his head had been slapped, and Ann glared: "What are you looking at? People like you look honest, but secretly look at beautiful women. People with simple behavior and complex thoughts