Nineteen, alive 2--

I walked back quietly, thinking about the scene just now. Did I feel moved when Xiaomei left? Have you ever regretted it? Is it that I am soft-hearted or unconsciously have fallen in love with her for a long time, and I have never dared to admit it, or I have always thought that I am in love with her.

Not long after he left, Xiaohu ran back and said, "My brother often sees your woman playing on the Gold Coast." After saying that, I looked at my expression and walked away. I stayed where I was, like a fool. After a long time, I decided to try my love with Shuangshuang, and I decided to believe Xiaohu's words.

The next morning, I told Shuangshuang, let's break up. I want to know how a girl who really loves herself would react when she hears the person she loves to break up, but Shuangshuang accepted it calmly. After that, I went home. I want to know how Shuangshuang spent the day.

Will God let people accept all the misfortunes at the same time and give people a little happiness, so that she will learn to cherish it. She is not as sad as I thought. As soon as it was dark, I went to the door of the Gold Coast. I saw frost. She still walked with several men and women and drank too much wine. I don't dare, and I don't want to believe that it's true, but if I don't believe it, it can mean that it's fake?

I watched them walk into the "Gold Coast" from a distance. He asked himself in his heart, "Why is it like this?" Are those tears fake, even fake, so what else can the world believe?

I went back to the rented place and waited for her quietly. Looking at the cottage that had just been decorated, there was too much hope for me and too much reluctance. Why is it like this? Why did she lie to me? I didn't have anything. Why did she lie to me?

The next day, she finally came back and said, "I know you said that breaking up was a joke." I smiled, just like Xiaomei when she left. "You don't have to lie to me. I know everything." I said indifferently, "Why did you lie to me? Why do you want to drink, sing and dance?

She was stunned by this sudden thing. I endured all night's tears and finally flowed out, or it was not tears, it was failure, it was an insult... or it was sad for the death of my own emotions.

"What on earth do people live for? Is it to hurt those who love them deeply and those who are hurt by those they love deeply?" I asked her with tears streaming down my face...