Seventeen, stop talking

Her tears are still flowing, but I am immersed in her commodity philosophy. I love commodities and trade with tears.

"Brother Feiyang, don't leave me again, okay? I'm really afraid that when it's quiet, I'm afraid that you won't be by my side. The frost cried in my arms. Don't ignore me. I can forget you and treat you like other people, but I really can't. All her defenses finally disintegrated. She cried like a child in my arms and was trapped on the ground.

I hugged her, and my tears were not flowing freely. I didn't know what to say. "I won't leave you." But who knows what will happen in the future? Is the current commitment really useful? I thought in a daze, forgot what else to say next, and forgot a lot of things

"Since I came home and came here, I thought I've been like this all my life. I'm so tired. I'm always afraid of other people's jokes. I pretend not to hear the comments behind others, and I treat the secular ridic ridicule as if it were nothing." The more she said, the more she cried, as if there was thunder in the rain. "Actually, I care very much. Since others have said, if I don't do it, and I don't let others say it for nothing, I will indulge myself." What kind of thought is this? Is behavior provoking speech, or is speech provoking behavior?

In this way, we were silent at midnight, lying indulgently on the devastated street and hugging each other. Occasionally, one or two pedestrians passed by, and we would avoid it in horror. We felt the comfort of the starlight, accepted the baptism of the night wind, and did not think about anything, as if this moment had been far away from this hurt and love. After protecting, infatuated and tired of the earthly world, when the dawn skipped, we came to our senses and stood up, as if we had just been born and as if we had died.

"Let me take you home." I looked at her and couldn't find the extra language...

She nodded and didn't need extra action.

Our separation didn't even have a greeting, just a look and a mouthful that she wanted to say, a look that I couldn't understand and a word that I didn't want to express.