The man who lived yesterday

I chose to go back to that disc house and choose to be a boss who will always lose money, but emotionally, I will always be rich. I can recall every word we have said here and think of her arrogance of calling me a pervert,

I would like to sit quietly in the chair she used to sit in, with my eyes slightly closed and nothing. I think I finally found my own way to go. Whether it's swaying in the waves of forgiveness or living in peace and prosperity, as long as there is one thing worth doing, a person who can think about forever, he will no longer pay attention to the value of what he has done

I still occasionally go to the company to have a look. People have already gone to the building. Nie Yuan is still the same bear. In the past, we used to care about him, but now it seems so funny. It's not worth it to care about such a person!

I think the company can no longer go back to the past. There is no "fried golden flower" quarrel, no Rongcha when drinking together, no discussion of women's investment together, the shyness of renting hair film together, pretending to be the boss to go to the bathing center together... Everything does not exist anymore. Everyone is just passers-by in each other's lives, and Xu Zeng sang on the same road together, and finally had to choose to separate

Xiaodie still calls back occasionally. In fact, sometimes I really hope that he won't call again. The more calls he makes, the more I remember her. When will she come back from abroad, will she come back? I don't know, but I will wait until a woman comes to rent a disc...

I still remember when she left, she said, "I want to seduce you now." After saying that, I took off all my clothes, but I just walked away quietly, leaving her alone in the corner and crying. The next day, before she could speak, she disappeared...

Now I'm like an elf living in memory, breathing the air of the past, but I'm very calm and quiet like a mountain in the distance. Even if it's thousands of years, I will wait for thousands of years, if I'm still alive!

Start again

I often cry unconsciously, and I feel that my heart is so tired!

I often meditate in the middle of the night and feel the taste of living!

At the age of 24, I can't even match the sigh of an old woman. At a strawberry-like and vulnerable age, I learn to recall alone. The aftertaste is like a fallen leaf in late autumn, with its special mission and sadness!

The moment Zhang Tao left, I knew that I was so happy in the past, and today I am like a little fisherman casting a net in the sea, following the waves to fight for that little hope. Like the flying catkins of hiking in the air, let the wind take the only kindness and ideal in the bone marrow, in the ups and downs of death and in the excitement of the soul, asking himself: "How can I tell my passing love? How to evaluate your short and ordinary life. How to miss yourself and the people you love, and how to go the future. This is what I urgently want to know and should know.

24 years old is a hope age. I never know that the last glass of wine for love is tears. I let go of my waywardness. I don't want to repent. Besides, repenting is not good...

Young, I never thought that love would pass away one day. Every time I wanted to be nice to him, or occasionally asked myself in loneliness, "Did I really love him?" He always ignores it because he can't get the answer to his heart. In this way, he happily interprets the story of hurting him and himself.

Gradually numb, how many hearts are there when holding hands? Can the already numb and unkind heart in the snuggle have the accelerated beating of love? There was no concept in my mind as early as when I was swearing and talking. He never let me experience it and still need to cherish it. He treats all the people who love him deeply. When these indifference after getting used to it, now that I think of it, the devil in the depths of hell can't help but feel trembling. Now, like a gambler, I take all the available emotions around me as a bargaining chip, and I can attach a note without hesitation if necessary.

I always thought that this state had been fixed in my life, and I never thought that I would lose it one day, but his departure made me wet like a stubborn storm. I haven't reacted, and everything is a foregone conclusion.

Last month today, it seems that God has abandoned me and forgotten that I am also one of his children. That day, I lost, and I have never lost so thoroughly. He left without a trace of my right to retain. I don't know what else can I repay his love for me except tears.

I walked alone in the cold long street, thinking of the past. I can't bear to look back on the past. Why do people have to wait until they are injured before they wake up? I cover my stomach. This is Nie Yuan's child. I believe his words and think he will give me happiness. I think Zhang Tao is a barrier to my happiness. But tomorrow, I decided to kill the child. Maybe the child is not wrong, but I don't want this mistake to continue. I don't want the child to regret it all day after birth. I'm tired of huddled in my small room, like a snail, and have no longer the ability to move. I have always been self-righteous. I get the most A profound lesson, but I am very lucky, as if after tomorrow, I can write off the past. It seems that if you can abandon the cruel life by hiding in your own cabin.

I really want to start from the beginning, love from the beginning, cry from the beginning, and feel pain from the beginning...