Years later, they met again in the movie theater. His body froze and his mind was lost. Her curly short hair suddenly turned around, pale in surprise. Her eyes flickered, he watched affectionately, greeted each other with smiles, and tacitly said duplicitous words. His face was calm, but his heart was already surging with love and regret. After breaking up, she went to his hometown, traveled with his mother to his childhood, looked at the photos of him when he was a child, where he went to school, the room he lived in, lay on his bed and breathed his breath... She Take one of his records, and he'll never know how it's gone. His mother kept her promise to never tell him that she had been here. After breaking up, he was brisk like a bird out of the cage for a few days, but soon, a small thought made him completely collapse. He missed his hand while brushing his teeth, and the cup fell to the ground. He picked up the hairpin left in the cup, burst into tears, gasped, and knelt down. Only then did he realize that he really lost her. He often sees a face similar to hers, smells a similar smell, hears a similar voice... and smiles and listens. He often went to the street in front of her store to take a look, and quietly wiped away the tears - imagining that everything was the same as before, she was still in the store with the "little hero" she created... He said, too It's hard mom, it's hard! Mom asked distressedly, what's so difficult? Honey, what's so hard? He muttered to himself, it's too difficult, it's too difficult... Then he raised the corner of his mouth lightly, got up, turned off the light in his mother's house, and gently closed the door. A ray of light came in from the window, and the back on the wall was worried and silent, at a loss. I suddenly understood why she would hide her face and cry after the first passion. She knew from the beginning that with his temperament, this relationship would not be fruitful. But she still loved it, like moths to a flame. I also understand what kind of painful struggle he went through in his heart when he said it was too difficult. That inescapable, fatalistic loneliness. Later, she did what his mother said and became the air and voice in his life, but only after she left. Later, he knew that he would never live with anyone again. On the side of the broken bridge outside the station, I am lonely and have no owner. It is already dusk alone, with more wind and rain. Some people's loneliness, the innate penetrating bone, and the lingering fragrance that exudes have become a fatal temptation. No intention to struggle for spring, Ren Qunfang is jealous. Scattered into mud and crushed into dust, only the fragrance remains the same. They are left behind and independent, walking alone, their eyes are blue and frantic, even if the redemption is irreversible, even if they are deeply in love, their eyebrows and eyes are the same as before. The people they loved deeply started another life in their hearts---in a certain A familiar place, only you and me, we sat together quietly, you looked at me, silent. Eyes blue but not frantic. This is our story, the happiest ending. It will always be with me and be my only support.
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