There was once an article called "It rains alone". Who wrote it? Can someone give me the full text? Thank you.

Last night, I smoked until I couldn't smoke anymore. I fell asleep as soon as the quilt fell off. Out of nowhere in the dead of night, one after another.

Talking in my sleep, I turned over in a daze and touched something on my knee. At that moment, I suddenly woke up. I thought I would get used to sleeping on my left.

You were next to me, but when I realized that this was not a hotel but a dormitory, I found that I was leaning against a wall.

When I woke up in the morning, I stayed for a long time Just getting ready to get out of bed, I saw the tables piled up in a mess. Sanbao base

Cigarettes, a lollipop, lipstick used for three years, KFC coupons torn in half, mobile phone with batteries left, vitamin medicine filled with coins.

Bottle. There is a train ticket with the number 1 and a mirror in the student ID card.

I picked up the mirror to have a look. I found the mirror covered with dust.

With a bird's nest on my head, I brushed my teeth and wiped my face casually, got dressed and looked at my watch, ready to finish this cigarette before going out.

I regret lighting this cigarette. I thought this tiny process would give me some space to prepare, but I found it was still a wait. I don't like it.

Willing to wait.

I just went out, only to find that the wind is much stronger now, and I can see a row of shadows in front of me being squeezed out of shape by the gray sky, making a mess left and right.

Swing. I'm not going to raise my red-purple hand before I leave school. I thought maybe I was numb, but it was shaking and I had to walk a long way out of the door.

After a short walk, I paused and went back to the dormitory to put on a black scarf and black gloves. Only then will everything go smoothly.

However, when I gave my seat to an old man in the car, stood all the way to the finish line, and my legs were weak when I got off the bus, I realized that my decency would never be decent.

Sun, I should have breakfast. You've been away from me for so long, and I haven't got the habit of getting up early for dinner these days. I think of you lightly carrying milk and bread.

My feet came to me, and then I sat on the snow-white sheet. I put down my right hand and looked sleepily at the folds of your bed sheet.

When I entered the subway station, I realized that there was always such a place, even if it was as gloomy as the outside world, but there was no wind, frost, rain and snow. I mentioned the collar.

Mouth half mask some pale lips, standing on the elevator, has been down. When I noticed my hurried footsteps, I looked up and suddenly found Ying.

The airflow from the surface seems to be colder.

Strange faces appeared and disappeared in my sight, and I just stood on the line waiting for the train.

After waiting so many times, my eyes never wavered. I always thought it was an empty mind, so I forced my soul out.

Can concentrate on one thing, even if it is a waste of time.

There are no seats in the train for a long time, and the steel pipes are shining with sharp and cold iron light, without emotion and life.

Looking at the outdoor advertisement outside the window, I seem helpless in this crowd. People sitting always seem to like fighting.

To measure me, I want to give them a contemptuous or cruel expression in return, but I don't think it's worthwhile to fight alone, so I took out my mobile phone and pressed it at random.

I drank a lot, and I was still watching others covering their mouths and ears, trying to call home to report my safety. I, on the other hand, didn't greet or care.

I shouldn't have come, but a girl my roommate likes came tonight, so she was dragged by her roommate to cheer him on. But now, he and the tu.

The girl with heavy eye shadow doesn't know where to go for a private meeting. Leave me alone to toast strangers in different classes in the same college.

One cup after another, from the moment I was afraid of being born, to the moment when the new person refused, the cold liquid quickly sank from my esophagus.

After painful swallowing, it is a sense of self-harm. At the moment of raising a glass, I accidentally saw a shallow scar on my wrist. Without it, I once lived in the past.

I forgot all the unhappiness.

As soon as the bell rang, I threw up all over the floor.

People are avoiding me, and I stand up weakly. Suddenly someone hugged me and sent me to the sofa in the corner of the bar.

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I was cold all over, and the biting cold air came in from all kinds of gaps, big and small. I grabbed the thick down jacket of the people around me, which was very warm.

Yes I hold it tightly, as if I don't want to lose any treasure I cherish.

The man who helped me to the sofa has been with me. I can feel the down jacket gently covering me, and I am holding those warm ones.

Hands, like this, don't freeze to death in a bar full of walking dead.

I put these hands close to my heart.

I opened my eyes and saw a kind and fresh smile.

In this way, Bing Yu, from this year to that year, after New Year's Day, I always find an empty study room.

Room, however, no matter how many classrooms I changed, I always couldn't sit still for ten minutes. A ghostly man came in through the back door and sat safely at the top.

In the back row, I heard a slight page turning. I didn't look back every time, thinking that I didn't care, I stood up and packed my books and went out smartly.

Find another empty classroom.

I went out that day and the people behind me followed me. It seems that he must be inseparable from me. I guess his footsteps are gone.

Hall couldn't bear it, and suddenly turned around and stared at him.

It's him.

The boy who used to look down at me standing in the aisle on the second floor, the boy with warm hands. However, his eyes did not escape me.

Think about it. I looked at him for a few seconds and realized the awkward atmosphere, but I was going to dodge, so I simply left here without asking why.

It's raining harder and harder outside, scraping on the black car in front of the building. I was hesitant to rush over, when he opened the sky.

Blue umbrella.

I stood under the umbrella and caught a glimpse of his kind and fresh smile.

"I have washed that down jacket, but ... I don't know how to ... give it back to you. That's not what I meant. I just don't know how to meet.

Say what ... that night, I ... "

"Oh, never mind, I'll leave it to you first."

That beautiful down jacket-it came straight back to me and is here now. Please forgive my selfishness. When I look at it, it seems that I can get it all these years.

One of the few warm parts.

Although you have left me now.

Memory is getting worse and worse, and it is more dull after sleeping on an empty stomach. I don't remember how long I slept or whether I had a dream.

I went to the supermarket and saw the empty corridor on the second floor of the dormitory building on the way back. I can still remember you standing by the green painted iron railing.

At that time, we began to study together, and I always felt that we would never learn together. Maybe you didn't study for ourselves.

It's like I don't even know if I'm doing this for the empty classroom or just for reading. In the canteen, I watched you holding a double meal.

Clumsy came up to me, put down the meal and quickly touched the earlobe, laughing and saying it was very hot.

One night after self-study, I went to the dark studio to find my drawing board, and you accompanied me, even though I was most afraid of the dark.

When I stood in the dark room and looked back at you, I found that you were gone. When I went out to look for you, you tried to play a prank behind the door, but what did you say?

What's more strange is that I was determined to know what you want to say, and now you are holding my cheek.

I knew there was a problem between us, but at that time, I kept silent.

That year, it became a habit to take an umbrella with you.

You offered to move out. Students say your family is a nouveau riche and rich. You know I will hesitate, so tell me the rent and

I don't need to pay a penny for all other expenses. But what you don't quite understand is that I have to share it with you, of course, only if I decide to share it with you.

Get up. Besides, I am poor, and the salary I get from part-time job is not enough for me to see art exhibitions every month.

During that time, we went straight out of the school gate after self-study at night and spent the night in a room that was not spacious but neat. To tell the truth, I am a stranger who is difficult to adapt to.

Born, but miraculously quickly adapted to you, adapted to this clean white bed.

It's the first time you've adapted so well. Our life is orderly. You changed the habit of sleeping late on weekends. When I slept until dark,

When you open your eyes, you can see the delicious food at the bedside and hear the sound of you stiffly and clumsily cutting vegetables on the chopping board outside the bedroom.

One day, I woke up earlier than you, got up quietly and wanted to cook our breakfast by myself. No sooner had I put on my slippers than I heard you say, "Breakfast is here."

On the coffee table. "

I turned my head in surprise, turned my back on me, and looked at your white shoulders exposed from the blanket.

"I thought you didn't get up."

You turn around, rub your eyes and say, "I found that I got up too early after dinner, so sleepy." "

Suddenly I lost the heart to eat, so I lifted the blanket over your shoulder.

I always believe that you have the warmest hands in the world. In the quiet night, the rain is still falling in the street, and we hide in the softness.

There is a little story under the blanket. I doubt that you always tell stories and legends at this time. You doubt that no matter how to create an atmosphere, I will

Not afraid.

When I tell you my own ghost story, you will consciously wrap yourself in a blanket.

Maybe I have been frozen for a long time, and my words and outstretched hands are cold, but you, there is always inexhaustible warmth in your body, which makes ghosts

The story turned into a joke, serious but interesting. Cooking, boiling water, changing light bulbs and packing things always seem to be very hectic.

Like a landlord, I often scold you for not cleaning up here and there, but I know, I know, you have been there for decades.

Learning to take care of others is always a process now, but unfortunately, I have to witness this little bad experience.

Process.

I want to change myself for the first time. In order to change my lazy personality, I get up before you get up and prepare the necessary things for your trip.

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I'll tell you tonight, I'll make breakfast tomorrow. The next morning, I pretended to be dreaming and kicked you out of bed on purpose. I squinted at my barefoot.

You grabbed your hair, stood up in a daze, walked out of the bedroom, and started working in the kitchen with only a pair of underwear on.

At this moment, I opened my eyes and looked at the dim light outside the window. My hands are like sculls, rowing on the huge comfortable bed.

I've never lived such a wonderful life, dear. You know, I can kiss you at any time until a shallow spot appears on your forehead.

A circle of red.

Of course you don't know this. You can't even see the scar that pierced my wrist. If I don't tell you my past, you won't ask, although I know.

When the list of scholarships was announced, the whole school could vaguely see my background.

I hate that home that smells of dry lime when you say your home is.

At home, I held you until you cried out in pain.

Last winter vacation, you took me to the city where you lived, lived in the bedroom full of your childhood, and looked down from your window, a strange street scene.

Strangers flow. I think I like this life, and I am willing to get rid of that painful memory, both mentally and physically.

I want to try. I think I have enough courage. You came up behind me quietly, put your arms around my waist gently, put your chin on my left shoulder, and watched.

Everything I expected. At that moment, you were the wings behind me.

You must fly with me.

I feel uncomfortable with your parents, although they only know that I am your friend, so they are very polite to me. we

Sitting in the living room watching the Spring Festival Gala, only you sitting next to me are absent-minded, casually turning over several newspapers and glancing at me every few seconds.

At first glance, while your parents are laughing, lift the newspaper as the cover and give me a short kiss. At this time, I am very nervous. Is my life good?

It's easy to get better, and I don't want to be ruined by this little adventure.

However, I'm glad my uncle and aunt didn't pay attention.

We climbed upstairs to watch the fireworks and lay side by side on the lonely roof. I am still complaining about your willfulness, but you hold my hand, like five minutes of warmth in the air.

Colorful is just as happy.

"If we are found, we are finished."

You didn't answer me. You point to the distant stars and say, "Let's go far away."

It turns out that I have been deceived into your happiness lies. When I was sideways, I accidentally caught a glimpse of geraniums quietly placed in the corner, trembling in the evening breeze.

Hibernating leaves.

I don't want to think about it. I have a headache. I didn't touch the bread I bought from the supermarket. I just sat in the empty and silent bedroom and was generous.

Even if you don't drink water, swallow a few carefully.

I wiped the dust on the mirror directly with my fingers. When I wanted to take it back, I thought I could see the time slip easily through my fingers. I never dared to mention it.

A small mirror, even so small that I can't take a full picture of my face. Just like that night, I found an excuse of "too cold" and stood up and left the roof.

You followed me and I thought maybe you could see something. I went to the big mirror next to your stairs and corridor and suddenly stopped to look at it carefully.

Frozen red nose.

Is it really that cold? Actually, it's not. Of course, you can see why I'm so weak and my nose is red, but you didn't say anything, and you existed quietly.

It's in the back near me.

You are a little blurred in the mirror.

Inside, two boys.

I have lived in the wind since I was a child, even if you have the magic that it will never have, it will make me want to stay. But I think, the whole world will not change because of you, we will always be us, small us.

During that time, I was shrouded in sudden happiness and didn't care about anything else. I can only think of you, us, the next day and the third day.

On the fourth day, even longer, I didn't even have a complete self. It is impossible to think about why we fall in love with each other. Sometimes I think.

The answer is, after you wake up, after you drink a glass of wine, at any time when you are unprepared, I pretend to listen to you attentively.

About your friend, I suddenly asked: What do you love about me?

You are always asked to remain silent.

Like most people, I understand that I don't need a specific reason to love someone, just want to know more about each other.

Solve our dazzling and irrational feelings.

After pretending to be deaf and dumb, you wisely asked: then what do you love me?

As soon as your words stopped, I felt that we were facing each other, because insecurity and distrust were torturing each other. Please forgive my sensitivity, in

Long-term education leads to suspicious personality. I'll help you get rid of it.

From then on, I promised myself that I didn't need any answers or all kinds of gentle words that could make me happy for a while. I tried to take pictures.

Believe in you, believe in us every day, believe that there is your temperature around you, even if the whole world is a lie, even if it is just a twist.

Song's illusion, but I believe in myself and believe that our feelings are true.

We sat quietly in the empty cinema with a big can of coke. It simply exists, grabbing popcorn.

One by one to the mouth.

Alexander on the screen said: He died like a fool just for this love.

The vast underground maze is our sky. You take the train to the left and I'll go to the right. We drove to our respective destinations and got off the subway.

Stop and walk back along the road to see where we will meet in the end and how long it will take to get together.

Passing by a snack bar, I stopped and stood in front of the store waiting for you when I was greedy. After about forty minutes, I saw walking under the overpass from a distance.

You waved happily. You smiled when you saw me, and immediately you were like a wronged kitten, muttering and blaming me.

I go to the countryside to sketch, and you get up early in the morning to accompany me. Birds fly in the desolate sky, and we play together in the open grassland.

Outdated games. You stand in front with your back to me, and I walk behind you quietly. You can turn around at any time, and I can stop moving at any time.

It seems that you are not good at this game, because your movements are always slow. You kept losing until you said you wanted me to stand in front. can

But even if we switch places and you only ask me to turn back three times, I can still catch up with you before the first turn back.

Footsteps.

You lost again.

On my way back, I will tell you the secret. Listen to me carefully.

"I brought a small mirror."

You giggled and put your arms around my neck.

Honey, I didn't tell you that day. When I look at the back behind you, I know there are only us here, and we don't need to fly far.

In the distant space, we already have a planet for two people.

The dormitory was terribly quiet, and I was playing train tickets at my desk. I don't know when I decided to go back I have posted it many times.

Vowing to go to the forgotten home.

I lit a cigarette, unplugged my rechargeable mobile phone, and sent a short message to Grandpa An. She replied that she wanted to have dinner with me.

People come and go in the small restaurant, which makes me very uncomfortable. Angie, sitting opposite, kept telling me about her new boyfriend.

Well, I didn't listen. I kept looking at the outstretched palm on the mahogany table.

Ann said a lot, and I could know her happiness from her clear tone. She combed her hair and suddenly asked me, "How have you been recently?"

I bowed my head and said nothing.

"Are you all right?" She also looked down into my eyes.

I looked up impatiently: "Great. Many things are almost forgotten, and the burden is much less. "

She seemed to sit up anxiously.

At dinner, I casually asked, "When did Ou leave?"

Ann stopped chopsticks in her hand at night and pretended not to hear.

"Do you know how Ou Long Zheng Xiao left?" I asked again.

"You mean ... where is he going? Did you ask him how long ago he went home, or ... "

"Go home."

Ann stared at me blankly at night.

I met Ann in that noisy bar. For a time, we had to rely on wine to overcome it. When a lot of troubles come, go looking for wine.

Let's get drunk. Although I don't like the pungent smell of vomiting, I can use it to pause my memory when I don't want to think about something anymore.

After dinner, Ann went to the bar again. He skillfully changed into his work clothes.

Drinking the wine in her hand with bright red nail polish, covering her ears, unwilling to pour noisy music into her body.

"The past is over, Europe will get better, and you will get better, you know?"

I only remember what she said that night.

I'm ready. What? As long as she is good, I like him better than me. Without him, I am still me, just like a traveler whose money has been stolen, alive.

Just go back to the past, or get worse, but I am still me, of course I will go on.

I lolled against the bedroom door and clumsily took out the key to open the door. I blamed myself.

Even opening the door is so difficult. Once in the bedroom, he threw himself on the bed.

I want to know now whether Ou is good or not! I don't believe that he is richer than me. Why did he leave when he was so smart? I

What is it in his eyes? Why would he?

At the thought of this, tears spilled unwillingly, and I gasped and gritted my teeth not to let it flow.

I had a terrible headache in the middle of the night, and my hand model touched the tears on my face that were about to frost. I sat up in a trance and knocked over the things piled up on the table. they

It fell to the ground with a bang, followed by the cold silence of the whole world.

I curled up in the corner of the bed with my arms around my chest and looked at those black eyes full of black.

I don't want to take any more medicine or smoke. I want to quit them like I quit you.

I forgot to ask Ann why she didn't reply to the message I sent the day before yesterday. I think maybe she didn't feel the need to reply. I have told her many times that she is tired of it.

My roommates ignored me. Even though I always treat them carefully, I get along well at first, but every time Ou comes to my dormitory, I always

I can feel their weird eyes.

I thought you hadn't noticed, but when I told you "just call me next time", you didn't ask "why" for the first time.

Later, I found out that the whole college began to gossip about us. You should have noticed it a long time ago.

It is because of your stupidity that you begin to understand the seriousness of this matter and that day will come.

I have never liked balloons, but they are bulging and fragile. After the fragility, the illusion disappears, because there is only emptiness in its body.

Gasoline, the cheapest thing in the world.

We are destined to be blessed. It will always be a lonely planet, and neither you nor I can resist the interference of any impurities.

Feelings are fake.

The first day, I stood in the studio and watched you and a girl walk out of the school gate. The next day, she stood in front of the teaching building and waited for you for a long time.

At that time, you called me and told me that you were going to the bank to do some business. After hanging up the phone for twenty minutes, you appeared beside her. sequence

Three days, or you and her.

On the fourth day, I ran into you in the canteen. I naturally looked at your eyes to divert my attention, raised the neckline to block your mouth and strode away.

Walked away

I think maybe you are tired of all this, so you can give me an explanation.

The reason why I won't pester you, I believe my feelings. You are always spoiled, and that's how you choose to end it. Although I ... ...

Decisively changed their shortcomings, but not firm enough, but also to practice my character on me.

You called me a lot and sent me countless short messages, but I turned off my phone willfully. I try not to go out as much as possible so as not to meet you.

Force yourself not to think about today tomorrow.

It's just that I have always been an unstable organism. I can pretend this never happened in the morning, but I will teach you a lesson in the evening.

You have a new partner. What about me? We've been together for so long, and now you say it's all an illusion. Should I believe it? Now, you're gone, but

Leave me a mess and let me clean up, deal with and endure it alone.

I walked to the place where we lived, and I wanted to take my clothes and things and leave you completely. I am now in a space that seems to be riddled with holes, and I am in a hurry.

Take care of things. It's a pity that you opened the door and came back, followed by a woman.

After three people were embarrassed for a while, You suddenly explained, "This is my ... classmate."

The clean girl smiled at me and asked you, "Are you in the same class?"

"No" Your tone is a little scared, as if afraid of getting involved with me. "A department, not a class."

The girl let out a whoop of "Oh", sat briskly on the sofa and turned on the TV, just like at home.

You dragged me into the bathroom, anxious to clarify something. I turned my face to one side. In desperation, you held my head and picked it up again.

Kiss.

I didn't resist. I opened my eyes and stared into yours. I calmly lost a sentence "change state" and left with a generation of clothes.

Blame yourself all the way. Why should I scold you? I have changed myself, just like the whole university is whispering.

For the next few days, I was unusually calm. Until I met Ann Night, she told me that you drank in the bar almost every day.

Early morning. Ann can't persuade her, and neither can your girlfriend. The notice posted by the Political and Educational Affairs Office criticized that your name was on the list, and you were late for class and absent from class.

All kinds of fights.

One day when I was in class, your girlfriend came to see me. She said I was your best friend and I should help you.

I hate the constant entanglement between them. Although I always feel unfair between us, I think you are always happier than me, but at this time, you make me feel that I am your burden, which I don't want.

I sent you a text message and wanted to have a good talk with you.

I will wait for you on our long journey. The subway in the middle of the night is surprisingly empty. I didn't wave when I saw you. When you walk in front of me, I am hidden.

I can see the bloodshot in your eyes.

I really want to call you a fool

We talked quietly for a long time, but every time you mentioned our past, I deliberately avoided it.

I don't want to pester you anymore, I just want you to have a good life. I said.

Without saying a word, you looked down at your shoes scratching on the floor tiles. At this moment, I suddenly shouted to you: "What are you? Find a woman

What do you think of me as a cover and shield? What do you think of us? If you don't like this life, just say so! You are very direct.

Tell me! What do you want to tell others? Want to tell me something ... "

Yell at me, and I'll leave as soon as I finish cutting. You cover my scarf that fell to the ground and come forward to hold me. I said no angrily, opened it with one punch and reached out.

Hands.

This is the gentlest hand that often appears in my dreams!

At this moment, I stare at your peaceful expression with a sudden silence I have never seen before. You come forward and help me put on my scarf.

I have long been unable to find that the outside world is covered with snow. We walked under the street lamp at dusk, and the lonely street corner was silent.

I caught the snowflake with my hand, and the endless rain turned into snow. They can't wait in heaven for a moment, because they are humble and heaven will last forever.

It is necessary to exile them, so when they are exiled, they will put on gorgeous coats to make up for them.

I have understood this truth for a long time. The snow on my fingers melts quickly. Anyone will fall down one day, but no one will catch them, because

Because even if you catch it, you can't keep it.

I bravely looked at your side face dazzled by street lamps.

I stopped to smile at you. You tacitly walked to the intersection ahead and stopped. You said cheerfully, "I only look back once this time."

You are sure to lose! "

There is something warm in my eyes, like rain stored all over the sky. Honey, I decided to see you today.

Lost, I am still fragile, fragile, everything, you are serious, and I love you deeply. You must forgive my poor words, which are still there.

Anyway, I don't know if there will be you in the future. I only care about you now, you around me, standing in front of me with your back to me at this time.

I don't want to sneak up on you like before. I hope time can pause for a while, so that I can firmly remember your back.

But we live in reality.

Here, rain can't turn into clouds, rain will fall to the ground, they have no life, they are born and die only in the process of falling.

Looking at your back, I wanted to say something to you, but I choked up. Why are we so close, but we feel that there is a section in the middle that cannot be surpassed.

Over the cliff.

I walked towards you. When you could see my movements and were about to take advantage of your only chance to turn around, I looked at you and turned to me.

Eyes, striding firmly, did not stop. When you proudly smile and say, "I found it! You lost! " When, I can't.

I thought, it doesn't matter if I win or lose, I just want to go straight to you and stride towards you.

I hold you in my arms.

The whole world is fake, because only you are real.

I have said to myself over and over again that I want to make myself remember.

Because of you, I have a yearning for tomorrow, and my cold and numb body has a temperature.

We relaxed and lay on the big white bed, as if we had been running for a long time.

I told my parents about us.

I lift the corner of the quilt and stare at you dumbfounded.

"They are unacceptable."

"You can't do that! I ... "

"Don't worry, I will be fine after they scold me. Hit me if you're not angry. "

I can't say a word. Although I understand that you are working hard for our future, at this moment, I am the first to be positioned and retreated.

Emotion.

I said, "It is enough for us to know ourselves. We have our own life. "

"Impossible, there are countless pairs of eyes in the air, you should be very clear."

I thought you never thought about this, but I was wrong. You try to control this relationship as hard as I do, but in different ways. As long as it is feelings, it will be involved, be involved. You are brave enough to go out, and I just want to stay inside.

It is also from this time that our time together will be wasted by more and more things. We try to avoid these topics, but when?

University teachers will also tell us what to do. When she asks you why your heart is not on her, your parents call me, but I won't.

Overcome these obstacles.

I always hope that we can continue to live a peaceful life in our own world, but maybe I am too greedy.

You told me that everything has a price. I just don't like this way. I'm fed up with the endless noise. When I was still in the womb,

My parents are quarrelling. After so many years, I finally flew out of the cage and came to a distant place. God finally gave me charity so sincerely.

And the only warmth is still so short. I think its life may have disappeared long ago. Once our outer shell is completely exposed, look inside.

A complete core will immediately become air.

What now? There is a hole in the balloon, which is slowly leaking. We are just waiting for the day when it dries up. Although it can't disappear soon

But this depressing process is more painful.

Dear you, I know your sadness and your hard work, and I also know that you have learned to stand on your own feet for me and no longer ask for money from home.

The power to eat it. If you can figure out the pay, you pay more than me, and I owe you more. I want to give you back what you lost, now.

I can still do it.

I called my uncle and aunt, but I heard your mother's harsh voice before I spoke. "I didn't expect you to be such a person!" How could you put Zheng Xiao?

In the face of their cold words, I tried to keep myself brave, kept saying I was sorry and assured them that I would.

Keep yours.

I designed everything I could think of, just trying to get everything back to the beginning. There is no such rainy day, and there is no New Year's Day in the bar.

Carnival, without your umbrella, without this and that. But now I find that things have happened, everything has happened. I

You can't change the past or reverse the situation.

But I don't want to let go. Because your happiness and future are in my hands. I will never get what I want.

I can't go to your house.