I haven't slept all night, it's always been like this after I've been separated from you.
After watching Suzhou River at six in the morning, I suddenly wanted to go for a walk on the street.
I also want to wear a black woolen coat, so that my whole back is curled up when it is cold.
At six o'clock, I remembered the sleepless night before. After saying goodbye to you in the dimly lit stairwell at one o'clock in the morning, I secretly went back to the dormitory, thinking about six o'clock with my eyes open, and I didn't sleep all night, and then I quickly got up to wash my face and rinse my mouth, and went to the motel to find you in a red sweater.
We had just had an argument before that. I think I do this as a compromise and an apology. Will you suddenly feel so distressed when you see me appearing at the door like this, and then hug me?
But you don't.
Well, this is normal.
You and I have very little in common. You are not literary at all, except that you like to lie on the grass and bask in the sun and make your own coffee, you are quite a pseudo-decent young man.
So when I'm around you, I always think that you can understand my way, that you can understand a look, a detail, but in fact you're a big deal.
How can you understand the plot I envisioned and everything I deliberately created.
Sometimes I wish there would be a sad story, like Maa suddenly cut off contact with Peony, he just found out he was in love with this girl, but he was on a mission to approach her, so he was conflicted, he struggled Not sure how to balance. So he chose to escape. Hope she can get out of the way.
I also wondered at first, do you also have such a moving reason to leave me?
This leads to self-convergence. Searching for clues that match it in the memory, I feel that you left so suddenly and unreasonably, maybe there is a real reason.
And since then, you haven't changed your avatar, and you haven't been online, as if you have disappeared. So I guess if you are in so much pain in your heart, is your leaving a last resort...
But I convince myself over and over again that it's okay, he just doesn't love you.
There are many speeches and values, which one should you choose.
"He Actually Doesn't Like You That Much" told me not to take the initiative, if a man wants to be with you, he will pursue you desperately until he gives up, but these literary and artistic films have given me so many hypocritical excuses for me to make up for you story.
Which one are you going to choose.
I am determined to meet you again.
not now.
I'm waiting for myself to mature, and then appear in front of you. I was wondering if I should pretend not to know you, just like when Ma Ma found Mei Mei, I really thought Mei Mei was a peony. I am amazed at what kind of experience she has gone through, is the love in her heart dead long ago, or has she rehearsed countless times for this day?
When I see you again, let my heart stop. At least it seems so calm.
Then you said long time no see.
I said but who are you.
Haha, hypocritical.
It's like a soap opera with amnesia as the theme.
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But your face keeps appearing in front of my eyes,
always trying to catch your sight
, but you always
blow past
Peony
(I don't like her calling this name) softly singing this song late at night after watching the DVD with Maa.
I also want to sing to you at night, I want to sing "Crying Sand" or "See Through" (you can't understand the songs that are too small), it's a bit pretentious, but the lyrics are really appropriate.
Or sing a little sweet song? "I Like" or "Love"? I always feel that a happy song at the end of a tragedy is the saddest.
They all laughed at me when I was on the phone with you. I always like to act coquettishly with you. But when I sing, I sound like Brother Xun's drake voice, a little low. Such a sound is suitable for the night, right?
I want to lie on your shoulders and sing, I want to sing badly in your ear. Singing makes your heart ticklish, and singing makes your heart sour.
Is this a movie review?
After watching the movie, I think of you again. Then he told a bunch of his own stories.
...
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Gently blowing away my joy,
slowly leaving my loneliness,
blurred vision in front of my eyes
, still in a trance
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I really don't want to have so many worries.
In the afternoon, I checked the flight tickets online, and I really wanted to fly to find you if I didn’t care about anything.
I hope it rains a lot that day and I'm all wet and knocking on your door pitifully.
But you don't understand these hypocritical behaviors, you just think I'm crazy. You will only be more disappointed with me, criticize me for being self-willed and ignorant...
So we just let it go.
Honey, I really don't want to admit it.
...
that.
If one day I don't love you anymore and I'm really with someone else,
will you miss me?
Will you find me if I leave one day
?
Will you look for me like a motor.
Will you keep looking.
Will you always find death?
...
can you lie to me.
07:04 miss u.
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