There is no alcohol, only a few couples of men and women around and soothing piano music.
In such a "romantic" environment, we are just two colleagues who are about to be separated, not even friends.
You know that I like you, and I also know that you don't mind if I express my liking for you.
At this time you are the Sebastian in my heart, but I will never be the Charlie in your heart.
I said I don't like separation, but you said that people always separate.
I have always imagined that I can do something with you, but until the parting, I have a so-called intellectual arrogance, and you have always maintained an unpredictable personality.
I said to you on your birthday: If you weren't married, I would chase you to the end. You say back: Happy birthday.
In fact, I know that you are just portrayed as I want in my heart, as the spiritual support for living in a foreign country.
I also remember that what I like is just you who looked back and smiled handsomely at the beach when I first met.
Maybe in the future I will also tell someone about you, just like Charlie told Tim about his and Sebastian's childhood memories.
Maybe I will never remember you again. After all, we are just that I like you and you know that I like your colleague relationship.
Obviously, I will not go with you, and you will not stay for me, I am not Charlie, and you are not Tim. It will never be.
That day, when I saw you off, and when the car drove out of the airport, I finally sent you the words that had been accumulated in my heart for a long time: Goodbye in the next life. You say: take care and keep in touch.
These two sentences may be the end of our acquaintance.
I have always dreamed these days and nights, and I often dreamed of you smiling at me with a grin.
But I know that after a while, you will naturally be replaced by other things.
At that time, I should send a message to tell you: Goodbye, Sebastian in my heart...
Today is the typhoon in Yancheng. May you and your family be well.
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