At 1:00 a.m., the boyfriend suddenly sent me a link to the post.
Is it written? I’m sorry.
For a moment, I said, “Yes.”
“Let’s break up.” I’m sorry.
I want to return him “good” and at least let myself leave with dignity.
But you can’t hit one with your fingers shaking so hard on the screen.
Words.
The title of the post is “When did you notice that you didn’t love you?”
When?
It’s about Monday evening. He gave me a red bag to take a cab and then he drove.
Cars, go to the other side of the city and come home with a heart.
I waited an hour in front of the convenience store to get in the car and get back wet.
Home, but in the circle of friends, I saw a picture of my heart. The yellow light and the soft eye under the light:
“Thank you for taking me home.
In that moment, my world collapsed.
One.
Insomnia all night, at dawn, I finally dried my tears and told Linko, “Let’s break up.”
Yes, in front of me. I’m sorry.
After all, he confessed to me in person.
I was in high school with Lincoln and Trump.
As long as I’m with Lincoln, I’m in love with him.
On the summer after the high school exams, Linco refused to give up his hard-on confession and went to my watch.
White.
All the time in college, the three of us had a lot of problems.
The topic.
I was away from Lincoln, and my heart was at the same university.
In order to give me a sense of security, Ringo must be with me every time he meets me.
Stand by.
“Chicken, I’ve had a hard time on my way to the library today. She asked me if I wanted to.
Lunch. I didn’t agree. “This weekend I volunteered, and I didn’t find any music until I got there.
I’ve been alone. Please rest assured. I’m sorry.
He didn’t have to do it, and I couldn’t help but feel good about his behavior.
Calm down.
When did this happen?
About six months ago.
Six months ago, my heart moved to the city where we were, and because of work.
Set, start frequent contact with Lincoln.
At first, I didn’t feel anything.
Until then, when we had dinner together, Linco, in front of me, naturally picked up a shrimp.
Slips, pick up the yellow, and put it in the cozy plate.
I’m strangling, breathing for an instant.
And finally, it’s one step ahead.
She ate the shrimp slurry, and she said, “Thank you, Mr. Lin. I’m sorry.
I can’t say anything if she’s so mean.
When I got home, Ringo explained to me that she was eating at the restaurant.
He’s sick, so he picked her out.
And he held me from behind, and his lips covered my ears: “She is mine, too, and cannot be offended.” Chi Chi, can you please understand?
Okay? I’m sorry.
I looked down, and it was half a day.
But in a few days, I accidentally found his brother on Lincoln’s phone.
Message from Ho:
“It’s a girl who likes you for so many years.
Out, never abandon. And now you’re here to work with you.
People. I’m sorry.
It took Lincoln a long time to say, “I know.” I’m sorry.
Two.
I took that message down in front of Lincoln.
It took him a long time to shut up and say to me, “Chi Chi, don’t.
I want to be clean and clear. I’m sorry.
There’s an endless fatigue in your eyes.
In recent months, he’s been working on a big contract. The leader of the partner is the song.
Heartbreak, little more contact.
But the girl’s instinct tells me that the relationship between him and the concubine is not simply a relationship.
It’s that simple.
It’s true, since high school, it’s more glamorous. She’s not as good as I am, but she’s pretty, and she’s hot and she’s got guts.
We started basketball games, finals, and our class’s rivals made small moves.
He tripped to Linco, causing him to break his knee, stretch his ligament, and no more.
When I was helping Rinko with the wound, I was carrying the cheerleading ball.
Up there, staring at the boy who tripped over Lincoln, “You’re breaking the rules, you’re going down!” No way.
Isn’t that dirty? I’m sorry.
Including the fact that she later had the guts to speak to Linco for six years.
If she wasn’t my corner, even I wanted to compliment her for being straight and cute.
“Chicken, if I had something to do with my heart, it would have been. We’re six together.
You can trust me at least, can you? I’m sorry.
In Lincoln’s eyes, he’s tired of something hidden.
I found myself so weak…
Pretend he doesn’t know, just watch him walk into his heart.
It’ll just push him further.
Backwards, to me, are dead.
Two days later, Lincoln came back on business.
He didn’t even call me. He just came back and packed his things.
The company was asked to move. If I hadn’t come home early to see it, I’m afraid he would have.
Get out of my world.
Lincoln was obviously a little surprised to see me, too, with a flash of embarrassment.
I went through the pain of my heart and said, “Would you like a cup of coffee?” I’m sorry.
3
“Monsieur, let’s break up. I’m sorry.
After coffee, Lincoln said that in front of me.
I breathed, I choked my heart, I looked at him, “Why?” I’m sorry.
“As you wrote, I don’t love you anymore. I’m sorry.
He took a deep breath and his voice was filled with tacit resistance: “We are so close together.”
And that post, you deleted it. I’m sorry.
It’s like someone pours a ball of steel in my heart, and it’s cold and hard.
I looked at him and said, “Why? I’m sorry.
Lincton was in the middle of an opening, and there was a lot of language in the voice.
“Mongji, you’re a girl and you’re a classmate.
What’s in it for you? I’m sorry.
Mengji, heartless, distant relatives. My heart is stinging, my fingertips are shaking, and I can’t help but laugh: “She’s a little girl.
What am I afraid of?”
Mengji!
Linko stood up and looked at me with anger and disappointment: “You are.
When did this happen? I’m sorry.
Bang, bang, bang, bang!
In the empty room, I died, biting my wrist, crying silently.
When I was in college, for a while, I was caught up in a full curriculum and in scientific experiments.
It’s bad, it’s depressed every day and it’s cold.
And then one evening, when I came out of the lab building, I saw the opposite street light standing down.
Lincoln.
He stood there like a tree. The dark lights pulled his shadow.
Long.
When he saw my first eye, he smiled and his arms opened open and I jumped in his arms.
The other day, Lincoln was with me.
I’m gonna take a class test, I’m gonna take a shot, and I’m gonna wait until my cold’s healed.
And leave without giving up.
There are many things like that. I’ve been with Lincoln too long, and it’s become a habit.
He’d been out of his way, and I realized that there was so much space in his life.
White, everyone but him fills in.
The sudden break-up has sank me for days.
When my best friend Doo-Ling found me in high school, he asked me, “You broke up with Linco?” I’m sorry.
“What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
“You know what? I’m sorry.
I’m just a little bit too close to my eyelids, to light up the circle of friends.
Photo.
The bright side of the Yangtze holds a big rose with a big smile
Link on the shoulder.
Lincoln’s got two cups of undrinked milk tea in his hand, looking at her in the eyes, without a shadow.
Hide the heat of love.
“It’s romantic to meet again.” I’m sorry.
Linco’s first comment: “Thank you, I haven’t given up in six years.
I am. I’m sorry.
My brain is blank, my ears are buzzing, and my tears are almost instantaneous.
Come on. In my blinding eyes, I suddenly see that the comment area is full of blessing, mixed.
There’s a very anachronistic word.
He’s far away.
4
There was a moment of confusion.
That comment, the one that’s unique, the one that’s out of line, just like the one who’s named Horu.
In high school, he was almost the most visible person in our class.
He’s so casual, he doesn’t listen to lessons, he’s got the balls to do math.
The teacher fought in front of him.
It’s good to be positive, and it’s even too popular for high school.
And…
In fact, at first, the person I liked was Hermit.
After the exam, I had the guts to write a love letter and make a statement.
His reply.
You’re very kind and very decisive:
“Sorry, Monjie, I’ve never thought of you like that. We’re still Dopp.”
Make friends. * I’m dead, I’m not delusional *
The obscurantism that made me think that he had a crush on me.
Just in time, Lincoln told me.
I even sent my bags to my school to cover it.
My bedroom’s on the fifth floor. Linko ran off a dozen times. He’s sweaty.
I don’t care.
“Chicken, think of anything else to buy. I’ll help you move upstairs. I’m sorry.
The sun was right and the gap through the leaves fell into his pupil’s eyelids and flashed.
I watched him sweat his hair, his heart beat faster, so I drew a tissue.
Lifting his feet and rubbing his graft.
Then gathered him in his ear, whispering, “I promise you. I’m sorry.
I promised Lincoln’s confession.
He came all the way to see me on the lawn the day he graduated.
Two alumni were taking pictures of the wedding dress.
I looked at Lincoln quietly, and suddenly he turned around and looked at me:
“Chicken, when we get married, we’ll go back to your school and take one of these.
The film, okay?”
I nodded in various locations. I didn’t think we’d end up like this.
Looking back, I find that there’s another line in the comment area, except for the Zoo.
“Huh.”
It’s probably these two comments that are too obstinate.
Friends.
She’s the one who broke up with me.
Fact.
It took me a long time to figure out what happened to my parents.
Maybe I heard it on the phone.
Straight over.
I’ve lost a lot of weight in the last six months.
In my arms, heartache says:
“Chicken, what’s going on? I’m sorry.
“Mom, Lincoln loves someone else, he wants me away…” In front of my mom, I’m tight.
For many days, the mood finally collapsed and she cried in her arms for a long time.
Finally, my mom said to let me go home.
It’s only been half a month since I got my annual leave with my mom.
Back home. Half a month at home, you open your eyes and you can keep your dad after dinner.
Fucking hands go for a walk, and I leave myself empty and think nothing.
Lincoln brought me the hurt that seemed to heal slowly.
However, just a few days ago, Doo-Lin came to my house and said it was the same year.
The school party is scheduled for the afternoon after tomorrow.
“He’s coming back from Beijing this year. Doo-Ling’s feeling, “Yes.”
I don’t want to go to Linco and Cricket. I have to meet this legendary bking.
I wonder what he’s become now. I’m sorry.
“Let us go together. I’m sorry.
Doo-Lin looked at me with surprise: “Are you afraid to see them?” I’m sorry.
“What am I afraid of? I’m sorry.
Doo-Ling is clearly up and he’s going to pick my lipstick.
It’s important that the day is filled with cynicism.
But on that same day, I passed towards the heavens and the earth.
It’s better than me. I don’t want to get bored.
5
When I pushed the door into the box, I noticed the distance in the corner almost immediately.
Strangely, even if I hadn’t seen him for six years, I’d still recognize him. He’s got a much better profile now than high school.
Cold eyebrows, tall noses, thin lips, focused on your hands.
Switch.
When he heard something, he looked up at the door.
Look at me in the face and pick out the eyebrows.
Doo-Ling and I are assigned to a table with He, and there are two vacant seats left for Lincoln.
Heartless.
Until the food is ready, the two come late.
I found out I overestimated myself.
From the moment Linko entered the door with his curry hand, my heart was like a piece.
It’s a huge force, it spreads to the fingertips, it’s covered in my fist.
I watched them come over.
Watching Rinka snuggle his chair and hang his coat.
Look at the fine, undisguised happiness of my heart.
And in the sound of a few of the boys headed by Jae-ho, she did not turn away from me.
Bend the corner:
“Hi, Monzie. Long time no see. I didn’t think she’d be so sly.
It’s like the one who deliberately ignored my existence.
She’s not the one who wants to be the third.
“It’s been a long time, I haven’t congratulated you.
Six years has finally come true. I’m sorry.
“How can you speak? I’m sorry.
I haven’t heard from you yet.
“You think you’re one of those little girls who’ve got a lot to do with it?
Who’s that?”
And when he said that, he looked at me in particular.
I’m just talking about it and it’s ridiculous.
I know. He’s had a good relationship since high school because he used to love.
No, that’s why he’s got a lot on me.
Once, I was sick and hospitalized and Lincott took a few days off to take care of me.
Yu Ho called directly and asked me if I knew Linko had a test next month.
“You’re with him and you’re always dragging him down. Mengji, people like you, take it.
What’s with the heart?”
By the time I look back on my memory, Linco is sitting next to me. Put her out of orange juice and ask her what she wants to eat and help with the food.
And when he was busy, he was as kind as he was to me.
In the gap, the heart rises up and gives me a look.
Showing off, being comfortable, even with a little provocation.
She did it on purpose.
So did Doo Ling. She stood up and walked with a glass of wine:
“I’ll drink to you. It’s not easy for you these six years. Someone else’s man.
It’s not easy for a friend, is it? I’m sorry.
# Sitting still #
“I don’t understand you. I didn’t know that until he broke up with Monji.
I’m in a relationship. I’m sorry.
Rinko put his hand on the drink, swiped his head over his head and looked at me:
“Monsieur, I’ve already said it. I don’t have anything to do with breaking up with you.
You don’t feel it. What are you doing after me? I’m sorry.
At last year’s school reunion, he took my hand and announced to everyone, “I’m with Chi Chi Chi.
Next year’s engagement. Everyone’s coming! I’m sorry.
Now, in front of everyone, he says to me, “I don’t feel anything for you, you go.
I got it. * It’s been a long time *
Put it on my face.
The light was bright, and I sat there in shame, and my heart stinged and sour, and my eyes.
Wake up and almost cry.
In silence, suddenly the sound of a chair drags.
I can’t believe it.
He stood up and put the switch in his coat pocket, and he was lazy again.
“I’m bored, I’m going out for a breath.” I’m sorry.
A few steps to the door, he stops, he goes to the lazy side, “Let’s go together.” I’m sorry.
Six.
I was a few seconds late, and he said that to me.
Out of the past.
Get out of the box and go down the corridor to the end.
It’s completely dark. Only the old glass lights on the walls are warm.
Light.
And greeting stopped suddenly, and We did not look, and ran into his back.
He just pulled a cigarette case out of his pocket.
“You still can’t smell smoke.” “…well. I’m sorry.
And I responded, and I watched him put the smoke back, and I said, “No.”
You can cry if you want. There’s no one else here. I’m sorry.
That was the last straw to overwhelm my emotions.
Tears came out in a flash, and I was crouching down, crying, thinking about the seat.
Lin Koning lies and keeps me down.
Had to be so awful.
Most crucially, all this is clearly seen at the same table.
Six years without seeing him, and the first thing I saw after that, I was like this before him.
He’s not talking anymore. He’s just handing it over when I’m tired of crying.
A paper towel, and suddenly it says:
“I actually painted that post. I’m sorry.
I’m all over it.
“Although it’s anonymous, I’ve seen the background.
Shadow. I’m sorry.
“And when you remember the past, you mention the Zilong tree, except for you,
None of the girls went under the cuisine to make a roll for every sports class. I’m sorry.
Horu-kun remembers this. When I was a senior, I was doing it under the concubine tree every year.
Recently from the basketball court, a few boys were clearly seen playing.
I’m looking at Hermit, but I don’t know what happened.
I sat there to watch Lincoln play.
I’ve got a class, and I’m going to do a math set while I’m watching the game, and I’m going to do it when it comes to the axle.
I’m a fan. I don’t even know where the basketball is.
After a bang, He came running, crouching down and looking at me.
Chi Chi, are you all right?”
I held my faint head, raised my eyes, and watched him sweat a little.
Hair, and the horrors of the eyes, which were always random, shook their heads.
Everyone in the class calls me Monji.
Only Ho will call me Meng Chi Chi.
“You’re 24, why are you still so soft? I’m sorry.
I’m getting out of my memory with a beautiful voice:
“If I were you, if I had spent so much time writing posts, they’d show up straight.
This post is part of our special coverage Syria Protests 2011. I’m sorry.
I suck my nose, I don’t make a sound.
I guess I didn’t talk to him.
I can’t wait to say that my nose is sore and my tears almost fall.
He was standing and he came down, he came up a little bit, and he looked very close.
My eyes.
His pupils were water-washed, light brown.
I saw a bit of panic inside.
But how?
He’s such a tough guy to fight with in front of a teacher.
I’m in a panic.
“I don’t do it because I’m embarrassed…” I said, “I don’t.
I don’t care if I can’t beat her.
You have no courage to stand up, but to post it on the Internet…
It’s the most hidden idea in my heart.
It’s childish and ridiculous.
By the time you said it, you were ready to laugh at me.
But I waited a moment for a hand that fell on my head.
Bones are clear, touch cold.
He’s got two taps on my head, like he’s pacifying a child, and then he takes it back.
“There is nothing better than a heart.” Do you think too much of her or too much of her?
What? Or is it just because Lincoln chose her?”
I stood up and stood before him with my head down, and I didn’t make a sound.
He was silent for a while, and when he opened his mouth, he had a bit of gnawing in his voice.
Tastes:
“Mung Chi, you said you chose this one. I’m sorry.
I don’t understand why he said that.
He rejected me first.
7
I’m soft, like I was sitting on the court watching Ho play.
Well, like it, it’s not easy to say.
The bravest thing I’ve ever done, I think, was to write a letter to Hermit. Please.
The classmates handed it to him.
I didn’t think he’d refuse so completely.
I can’t think of a few bets in my voice.
You? I’m sorry.
He was so far away, he looked down, and he approached me:
“What happened to me? Am I not as good as your cheating ex-boyfriend? * He’s got a sarcasm in his tone and my eyes are sore *
The position, turn around and go.
He’s not coming up.
The light that fell on my face was dark to bright, and I stood in front of the box for a while.
Son, make your face as calm as possible.
However, when I was about to push the door in, it suddenly opened from inside.
Linky stood at the door and looked in my face and fell behind me.
It suddenly became a little ugly.
I turned my head, and I realized he was coming up again.
A moment later, Lincoln suddenly said:
“I said I’ve been doing well for six years in Beijing, and this year I’ve suddenly returned Meng.
Chi, you’ve already hooked up? How can you blame me? I’m sorry.
His eyes were cold, and there was a lot of confusion.
It’s just… he’s accusing me of something I don’t want to guess.
All he thought was that he felt anger coming out of his heart.
I’m going to rebut Lincoln, and He’s going to start with me.
“What, you’ve made your own cheating trash, so it’s the same for everyone? Don’t worry, I’ll be right back.
It’s because of the job transfer, and tonight it’s called the show. * One hand in his pants pocket, the other hand in my neck *
And then I flipped and I found my sweater collar folded in.
And when he had done it, he lamented at me and said, “All right, go in. I’m sorry.
I haven’t seen Linko in front of me since.
Doo-Ling said he was bking, right.
I was a little bit noding, and I was just about to go through Linker’s door.
Stuck my wrist.
Let go!
I threw it out of my mind, and then the next second, a little bit of sweetness came out of nowhere.
Come on.
When I looked back, I realized it was a curvature.
She looked at Lincoln, and looked at me.
“Mung-ji, you and Linko have broken up. Why are you bothering him?
And? I’m sorry.
It sounds just like the many times before.
At last I couldn’t bear to step back and stare at these two men and say:
“Insolent! I’m sorry.
“It’s you who, without shame, chased Lincoln and I before we broke up. Now that Linker and I have broken up, why are you asking me? Think I’m gonna be like you and have no moral background? I’m sorry.
Linco and I looked at each other, and he couldn’t say anything.
It’s probably the silence that lets them think I’ll never fight back, so it’s more and more reckless.
But at this very moment, it is as if a little bit of courage has accumulated to support me, so that I can finally express the emotions that are inside me.
I suddenly thought I’d go to the F’s grand self-admission test with Herman before the seniors.
After the interview, I had a bad look, and one of the guys next to me laughed and said I couldn’t record it.
He was looking down at the book, and suddenly he looked up and looked at him.
“Even if she can’t record, you can? I don’t know. I’m sorry.
His words gave me the courage to fight back.
I looked up and looked at the boy:
“Chang Zai, senior class 37?” If I remember correctly, your pen scores seem to be the last. Is that why you want everyone’s interview results to be bad? Chen Zai’s face became iron.
And then after the interview, we went back together.
And suddenly, I put my hand on my head:
“Looks like it’s a pain in the ass. I’m sorry.
Remember that.
I don’t want to see Lincoln’s face again.
Take your coat up and walk to the door while you wear it.
Doo-Ling came up, walked out the door with me, and he stepped back when he saw him.
Step:
“Sensei Ha, I’ve got something to remember. Are you free? It’s a delivery.
Go home?”
He has noded at random: “Yes. I’m sorry.
“Okay, I’ll take care of it. I’m sorry.
She stomped behind my back, “Go, Chi-chick, I’ll find it later.
You. I’m sorry.
8
It took me a long time to get into the Horatio.
Come on. He reached out with the air conditioner, he put his hand on the steering wheel and asked me, “The address.” I’m sorry.
I called home.
He responded to the sound, and suddenly he came across the body and pulled his hand from my side.
Seatbelts out: “Hold on. I’m sorry.
When he bowed his head, his soft hair swiped my cheek, itching.
A fragrance of cedars flows into the nose.
And suddenly my face was redened.
And I bowed my head with my sidebelt and said, “I,
I’ll do it myself. I’m sorry.
“I’m afraid you won’t find it.” I’m sorry.
On the way back, there was a little snow coming out of the window, and the cold, ash floor was wet.
A thin white layer.
He’s parked downstairs, and a cold wind came in.
Stand still, turn around and thank you
“Thank you … I’m sorry.
He was standing by the car and suddenly his smile faded. I’m sorry.
“Mung Chi, I’ve never seen you so polite. I’m sorry.
He had a street light on his back, the light was dark, it was late at night and it was snowing, and the green belt in the district was dead and dead.
In this scene, only the greeting, standing two steps away from me, came out alive with an open window of life.
I was thinking of the year of senior year, before the winter break, a few days after snowfall, and then Friday’s gym class, when the teacher just lets us go free.
The children are still fighting the snow.
No one dared to provoke him.
But Doo-Lin and I had a good time, and then they took it, and they threw it in his head.
I turned around and ran. Too bad I had short legs. I ran two steps, and I was picked up by the guy who came.
When he was about to throw a snowball at him, I took care of my head and said, “I have a cold.” I’m sorry.
The snowballs suddenly stopped in the middle of the day, and in the back of those bright eyes there were countless emotional turns and silences.
He threw the snow with his hand, with his cold fingers reaching out, and scratched off a tiny piece of snow from my nostrils: “Beware of warm.” I’m sorry.
After that, he untied my hat and turned and left. “Get up there and be careful and catch a cold. I’m sorry.
The sound of a distant and mute voice suddenly brings me back to reality.
I looked up at him, and realized that even after six years, he was so emotional.
It’s complicated and still fascinating.
Yeah.
If it wasn’t my fault he finally agreed to my confession.
If the one who was with me for six years was not Lincoln, it was He Far.
Will it end differently today?
I’ve got a lot of courage in my heart.
Tea?”
It’s almost New Year’s. Mom and Dad went to Grandma’s today to pick up salami because it’s too late.
It’s right over there.
So, I’m alone tonight.
He sat on the sofa, looked down at the glass in his hand for three seconds and lifted it up.
Head: “Tea?”
“That… there’s no hot water at home. I’m burning. Have a glass of wine.
Thirsty. I’m sorry.
What a lame excuse. I admit, I’m too nervous. I thought I’d have a drink and relax, and then I’d go with He.
Next talk.
It’s not like he’s laughing at me. It’s like he’s seen what I think.
It’s head up. Drink most of that wine.
I sat in front of him and I had a little sip of wine in my cup, and I thought about it.
From which point it would be better.
Retro?
After all, I haven’t seen him in six years.
When I thought about it, I took a deep breath and asked him, “How did you get back from Beijing this year?
Already? I’m sorry.
“The company has a branch here, and I have a better job, so I’ll be right back.
Okay. I’m sorry.
After he had said it, his tone stopped a little, and he said, “And…”
9
And what, he didn’t finish.
“Is that really the only reason?” I said. I’m sorry.
“Or what?” Like he heard something funny. Sit up, hook up.
“Mung Chi, as far as you’re concerned, what else can I do?”
Yeah? He called me Monji.
I thought of that unforgivable letter of rejection, and I felt sad again.
“Or do you think I came back from Beijing because of you? I’m sorry.
It’s a low voice in my ear, but it’s like a thunderbolt.
The sentence is all but one.
With alcohol, I jumped over, grabbed his collar and approached him.
Face.
Respiratory alcohol gas spreads.
“How can you call me Monji?”
Some of my frustrations came to an end.
Far from pushing me away, He closed his eyes.
Nine years I’ve known him for the first time.
I thought I’d have a drink, and I’ll talk to Ho later.
Love.
But I overestimated my alcohol.
In the end, I almost completely lost my ability to think, to grab his collar and cry.
“You didn’t push me away, did you like me?” Then why?
Why do you refuse my confession? I’m sorry.
“What’s the word? I’m sorry.
And then I don’t remember anything at all.
When I open my eyes, it’s the next morning.
Man is covered in a thin shirt.
It took a few seconds to get back into my mind.
My heart is shaking and I feel bad.
I knew I’d come to the living room when I was in a good mood.
Go, look down on the phone.
He was wearing that coat last night. It was just wrinkled.
There are also unknown traces of drying up of liquids.
He looked up and looked over.
I saw at the tip of his chin a tooth mark, a soft leg, and I couldn’t stand.
“What happened last night? * His hand *
“Mung Chi, yes, six years gone,
A lot of guts. I’m sorry.
“I’m…” I don’t know what to say.
But strangely, it’s not as confused as I thought.
He seems not angry.
It means that, although things went wrong, the result was different from what I had in mind.
Not much.
And when I think of it, I muster the courage to look back at him again.
It will be responsible for you. I’m sorry.
He seems to be feeling better. He looked at me with his chin:
“What are you going to do? I’m sorry.
I thought about it a thousand times, and I was silent for a while, and I asked:
“If you’re single now, can I chase you? I’m sorry.
The answer to my question is the act of greeting far away.
I was scared, and I watched him walk in front of me, and I looked down a little.
It’s complicated and hard to tell.
He said, “Okay. I’m sorry.
10
I took the toast out of the fridge and just dealt with breakfast with Horu.
He was taken downstairs. “My parents are coming back, I’ll ask you out after the year. I’m sorry.
I waved my hand at the distance, and pointed to his coat, “You go back and get your coat.
Get changed. I’m sorry.
It wasn’t long after He was driven away that my parents came back.
They’re carrying a big bag of sausage and I’m standing downstairs. It’s an accident.
“Chicken, I didn’t contact your father. Why are you waiting downstairs? I’m sorry.
I’ve been busy picking up two bags from them.
I can’t carry it. I’m sorry.
My mom was so impressed with me, she scolded Linco and said he was sure.
Not good for me.
Speaking of which, she stopped right away, like she knew something, and watched with some guilt.
I am.
I shake my head, “Mom, I’m fine. I’m sorry.
It’s really okay.
Because I found out, after last night, that my heart was in love with Lincoln for six years.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Instead, I forgot six years and re-emerged.
Faraway heart move. Two days later, Doo-Ling came to me and asked me if I knew the day after the party.
Heartbroken and Lincoln had a fight.
“Linko’s heart and heart are yours.
Okay. Doo-ling laughs, “I’m sure I’m the first to be in charge, afraid of garbage again.
Someone else picked it up. I’m sorry.
I didn’t talk.
She asked me again, “Didn’t bking drive you home that night?” Back
Have you talked again? I’m sorry.
“…no. I’m sorry.
Actually there is.
I’ve been trying to talk to him since I said I’m going to go for it.
He came back in time, even to hear I had a cold, and he came downstairs.
Give me the medicine once.
Those memories that were left behind six years ago are being recovered.
Doo-Ling lamented a bit: “If you’d stayed away from her, you’d have gone away.
He’s fine. He’ll be home from now on. And, honestly, from above
In the middle of the day, I thought you were better suited to bking. So many girls in our class,
He’s only special to you. I’m sorry.
“It’s a pity that after graduation, Lincoln confessed to you, he didn’t move a bit. “I wrote a letter to Herman, not even Doo-Lin.
So, she didn’t know that He was refusing me.
I’ve had a hard time thinking about it, and I’ve been working on it.
In the morning of the first year of the year, I said happy New Year to Herman.
“Happy New Year, Monzie. I’m sorry.
Because the next day was Valentine’s Day, I had the courage to ask him:
“Are you free tomorrow? There’s a good one. We can go out and see a movie.
Yeah? I’m sorry.
After a while, he said, “There’s something going on tomorrow. I’m sorry.
My mood’s down.
What’s wrong?
Are you a relative or are you going out with another girl?
Soon I’ll know what’s going on with him.
Because at lunch, my mom suddenly told me about the date:
“…the son of your aunt Wu’s neighbor, and your one year,
The first university was in the North. He was supposed to settle in Beijing. His parents followed him.
As a result, at the end of the year, there was a sudden return. “It’s a college study, and I haven’t talked about it at all.”
The more I heard, the more I couldn’t stop interrupting my mother and asked, “What’s his name?” I’m sorry.
“It’s as if it’s called Herman. I’m sorry.
I’m standing there and I’m in a bad mood.
My mother didn’t notice. She’s still talking to me about the advantages.
In the end, she asked me with some care:
“What do you say? Just tomorrow, sometimes.
Good day, too. I’m sorry.
I was silent for a moment and I said, “Okay. I’m sorry.
Eleven.
The next day, I was dressed up and running to the scene.
As soon as we got through the door, we were looking at him.
Quiet, spilling, even with a light smile.
I went over there, sat in front of him and looked in his eyes and said, “You know who I am.
Yeah? I’m sorry.
“Mung Chi, are you stupid? * I put up with the sourness of my heart *
“Why are you here today?
Doesn’t matter. Can I be one of your many options? I’m sorry.
At the end of the day, my voice was covered with tears.
I can accept that He never liked me, rejected me, but couldn’t accept him talking to me.
It’s gonna be hot, and it’s just me.
Listen to me, there’s a little bit of a stranger in the face.
He was sneezing, and he asked me, “If you said you were going after me, why today?
What about a blind date?”
“It’s not because I know the date is for you! I’m sorry.
“Me too. I’m sorry.
He held out his hand, gently held my hand on the table, and said again, “Mongji.
Chi, I’m like you. I’m sorry.
What?
I finally understood the explanation.
He promised to marry me first after she confirmed it to her.
“I asked you out yesterday. Why didn’t you just say so? “A surprise for you.” And since you said you were going after me, it was in front of the elders.
It’s better to walk a long way. I’m sorry.
He’s back on the line. Give me the menu in his hand:
“Well, order. I’ve bought the tickets for the movie you said yesterday.
Let’s go and see. I’m sorry.
I don’t have a temper. Put the menu through and follow my own mouth and my memories.
Tastes a few dishes and then concentrate on eating.
The cinema he bought the tickets was across the commercial block.
It’s New Year’s, Valentine’s Day.
Jan.
I went to the theater with He, where I went to collect tickets. I went to buy popcorn.
Coke.
And it just got to the end of the line, and then suddenly the rest of the light came up, and it came down to two familiar bodies.
Shadow.
It’s Ringo and Curiosity.
The next second you see me, you smile and turn around and look at Lincoln’s watch.
Love.
Lincoln looked at me and spat his lips: “Are you alone?” I’m sorry.
“What do you care? I just finished, and he got his ticket back.
When I saw Yoyo, Linko’s look became so ugly and looked at me.
It’s getting darker and harder to tell.
He looked at them and didn’t stop for a moment and looked at me again.
Come on, let’s go.
His attitude is as if there was no difference between these two people and ordinary people.
It doesn’t even deserve to waste half his eyes.
I reached out and grabbed his arm and turned around to the checkpoint.
I haven’t looked at Linko since I was born.
12
It’s just a regular old-age love movie.
It’s like a happy, happy, happy, happy New Year’s.
It’s just that, at the end of the day, when a man and a woman kiss each other, the atmosphere in the theater just got so confused.
Come on.
I’m sitting in the last row, and I’m looking up at a couple I can’t get along with.
Oh, my God, it’s just a little stupid.
In the middle of the tangle, a warm hand reached over and fell on my back.
This contact gave me great encouragement.
He whispered, “Get your head down a little. And then kiss.
The kiss was short, and the dragonflies passed, but not like the other night.
Drunk, I’m completely sober at this moment, so back off and my face is red.
It’s a good thing he didn’t notice in the cinema.
My forehead, with a small voice, says, “Mung Chi, are you so bold now? I’m sorry.
And I said, “I said I’d chase you, but of course I’d take the initiative.” I’m sorry.
After watching the movie, He gave me a ride home and told me where I stopped last time.
Don’t.
When I went upstairs, I looked down in the window, and he didn’t leave.
He stood there, leaning on the street light, and there was a smoke in his fingertips, and it was dark in the sun.
Flash.
I suddenly realized that he was always used to smoking.
Just because I’m chronically inflammated, he coughs when I smell smoke.
At times, even cigarette boxes are rarely pulled out.
You look like a careless, casual person.
Careful.
I raised my hand, attached to my chest, and clearly felt my heart beating was accelerating.
“Chicken. “My mother’s voice broke my mind, turned my head and I found her standing with my father.
Behind me, carefully asked:
“How’s it feel to meet Kobo today? How was your conversation? I’m sorry.
“It’s good that he just sent me home. I’m sorry.
My mother seemed to be relieved:
“Good, good. He’s very fond of you.
Mom thinks this kid’s more reliable than the guy from Lincoln…”
I listened patiently to her warm nagging before I thought about it.
When I broke up with Linko a few years ago, I didn’t meet Hermit again.
Didn’t pick up ever like him.
I can’t even sleep until late every day because once I close my eyes, the forest will come out of my head. Cole.
And it’s a very intimate image.
The most desperate and helpless times of my life were with my parents.
Thinking about it, I took a deep breath, walked over to my mom and buried my face on her shoulder.
Go, squirm:
“I’ll get along with him, Mom. Don’t worry. I’m sorry.
13
After New Year’s Eve, I went back to work. My work is in the provincial capital, and my home is in the nearest three-line town.
I didn’t know until I got back. He’s not too far from my company.
Six-station subway.
I guess it’s a coincidence that the house he rented was just across the street from me.
Because of their proximity, frequent contact has become logical.
At first, it was I who took the initiative to ask Ho to join us for dinner every day.
The day of non-working hours had become unacknowledged.
That night, near the D.D.L., I spent the night at the office watching a program change.
It’s not till after 11:00.
The subway stopped and I wanted to take a cab home, and I pulled my phone out of the garden door.
I don’t know when it’s gone.
I can’t go back to recharging now. I’m standing in the middle of the night.
Yeah.
Also at this time, a familiar black sedan parked in front of me. The windows are shaking.
Down, show your face.
He frowns and looks a little cold: “Why is it off? No phone.
Electricity?”
“Well, busy with the change, not paying attention. *I got in the car, I rubbed my cheek with frozen fingers, whispering *
Why did you come to pick me up? I’m sorry.
‘Cause you haven’t been able to get back to me since it’s late. I’m sorry.
He said, “Let’s start the car and look at me.”
“There was a girl who ran into a robbery at night the other day.
Don’t worry about yourself. I’m sorry.
I made a terrible thought of last year.
In the storm, Ringo himself drove home to pick up his heart and let me fight alone.
The car, when it comes to me, is already midnight.
Actually, I had little guts, it was too late, and I read a lot of social news.
I was so scared, I was on my way home with Doo-Ling, and I was on my way home.
I’ll hang up at home.
And then I saw the convoluted circle of friends.
Even now I don’t feel for Lincoln anymore, but the pain was real.
Over.
The car stopped in front of my neighborhood.
When I got out, I was going to say goodbye to He Wing, and he got out of the car and said he was going to send me.
Upstairs.
“It’s too late, I’m afraid you’re not safe. * I walk a dark, dark road with him, through the green belt to my place *
Downstairs.
“It’s too late to work. Just call me. I’ll pick you up. I’m sorry.
“Okay, you go up. He waved at me, “Go home early.”
Rest. I’m sorry.
When I got home, the first time I sent a message to Hayashi was safe and then I put it on.
Get off the phone and take a shower.
This evening, I fell asleep and thought of the past.
I’m scared. I’ve always known this.
In high school, there are often people who put films before their own classes.
If it’s a horror movie, I’m scared to death.
Go straight out of the classroom and get some rest in the hallway.
At times like this, he’ll follow me around the corridor rails, bury me.
Head gamer.
I asked him why he didn’t go to the movies.
He looked up and looked at me and said, “I’ve seen it before.
So get some air. I’m sorry.
Almost every horror movie he did. Then I asked him, “Do you like watching horror movies?” What?
Have you seen every one of them?”
I didn’t react until now.
Yeah.
14
From that day on, He Wan started picking me up after every overtime I had.
Even a few times, he returned to his father after I was safely taken downstairs.
Division, go on with the project.
I just knew he was assigned to the new division, the core of the R & D department.
Officer, it’s very important, so you’re always busy.
But even so, he kept returning my message.
On the anniversary day, the company gave us benefits – the entry of two hot springs.
Tickets.
I called Hermit and asked him if he wanted to come.
There’s a couple of keyboard knocks over the phone, followed by a little smile.
Voice:
“You’re going with me to the hot springs? I’m sorry.
“Well, I heard the hotel buffet was very good…” I’m sorry.
I can feel the distance between us getting closer.
The love that had been left behind in the old days was brought back at one point or another.
Even in the mornings and evenings, there is a boom.
He’s got the charm of my distractions and the delicateness of my body.
(c) Caring.
And when she talks to my mother, she will say, “You’re a good match for her.” I’m sorry.
It’s just that every time I think of that rejected confession, I lose it.
Let’s say it again.
When I left in the morning, I made a special appointment with Hayashi, to have dinner after work.
But just after work, I got a call from a strange number.
“Mongji, it’s me, Ho. I’m sorry.
I’m a few seconds late. This guy is a member of our high school basketball team, and He Yau.
Home lives in a small district.
I was so busy trying to get my driver’s license, and he got into North China.
It’s never been right.
The letter of my confession to Hefar was sent by him.
Then he sent it back to me. “What is it?”
“Linko was drunk at the bar, and he kept saying your name.
A trip?”
I wanted to say no, but he said:
“Why don’t you come over here? I wanted to talk to you about you and Ho.
You said that. I’m sorry.
It’s too important to me. I’ve got a heavy heart.
Car, go straight to his address.
On the way there, I suddenly came to the question: “What year is not compared with He?
Okay? When did he and Lincoln get so close?
Let the light be warm and clear, and I’ll walk to the corner table and knock on the table.
Linco raised his drunk eyes and looked at me, “Chicken…”
“You’re still with Ho, aren’t you? I’m sorry.
I took a deep breath: “What does this have to do with you?” Lincoln, you cheated first.
You didn’t question me. I’m sorry.
“Then you shouldn’t have chosen Hermit! He’s already turned down your confession.
Do you really like you? I’m sorry.
I was like, “What are you doing?”
Did you know He-Yu rejected my confession? I’m sorry.
Ho put me aside and the sound was full of apologies:
“Sorry, Mengji. I admit that the letter, including the letter of reply, was never delivered to Hayashi. I’m sorry.
A thunder strike from my head like a clear sky, and my face is white and I’m barely able to stand.
“My mother said she’d take me to a good friend for decades after the high school exams. When I met her, I realized her best friend’s son was Lincoln. I had a good time with Lincoln. He told me he really liked you. He was absent for a few days, so after you gave it to me, when Linko knew, I gave it to him.”
Finally, he hesitated to remove a box from the backpack behind him:
“In fact, I couldn’t get past you at that time, and he asked me to give you something before I went to Beijing. I’m sorry.
15
After that, I knew without him.
He was far from receiving my statement, but I thought he had rejected me.
His gift never reached me.
“It was a while ago that He was actually asking me about this. I didn’t tell him the truth at the time, but I thought I’d tell you the truth. “I can’t speak harshly and I can’t forgive him in the face of his guilty face.
After all, I wasn’t brave enough myself.
Even when I received a letter like that, if I had the courage to ask a long story,
The results will be very different.
I put the gift box in my bag and turned around.
In front of him.
And suddenly he looked up and laughed and asked me:
“If you hadn’t been sitting at the basketball court, you’d have helped me with my injuries.
Do I get it? You’re so far away.
What was our relationship? Six years ago, you said so many times you liked me.
Is it all fake? I’m sorry.
I suddenly felt that he was a perfect match for the convoluted heart.
One is self-righteous, one is intransigent.
The point is that both men have no moral basis and will never feel wrong.
I picked up the bottle on the table and poured the whole bottle down his head.
“I’m sitting at the basketball court and I’m looking at the distance, and I’m treating you because I’m…
Life Commissioner, from the very beginning, the person I like is Yoyo. I’m sorry.
I bit my teeth, and I restrained the tremors in my voice: “That’s six years you were supposed to be away.
It was stolen there. “Linko, I don’t like you long ago. Now I know the truth. I just feel sick.
Do you understand?”
Linco sat there in a wet state, full of wolves, but he didn’t move.
He looked at me, and the light in his eyes went out in inch, and the stars appeared.
Point of despair.
I’m not going back.
On the way back, I opened the gift box in a taxi and found it in one.
This book is Iwai’s love letter.
Memory flows back at this moment.
In high school, they let the film go.
I cried so hard when I saw the ending, and I said to the guy sitting next to me,
I’m so fond of this ingrained and deep confession.
Turns out he heard, remembers, tried to convey his heart in the same way.
Meaning.
It’s just a bad day. I got it six years later.
I got out of the car and I walked into the neighborhood with the book and sat in the bench under the streetlight.
The night was cold, and I finally stopped suffocating my feelings and my face was lost in my knees.
Crying. At this moment, the emotion that has prevailed in my heart is neither resentment nor regret.
Just infinity and sourness.
I’ve had my fantasies tested, if I hadn’t missed the message,
He’s the one who’s been with me all my life.
The same.
I cried for a while until I heard something familiar.
“Mung Chi Chi? I’m sorry.
I look up.
He’s standing right in front of me, a few steps away, and I’m reflected in a clear pupil.
A face full of tears.
“What are you crying about here?”
And his eyes came, and he fell on a book in my hand, and suddenly his tone stopped:
Did you still have the book?”
I heard it as if there was a hint, looking at him.
He came over, reached out with his hand on my head, softly, and sat next to me.
The night was cold, the body was passing, and he warmed up with my back skin.
“The last time you got drunk and asked me why I rejected your confession, I was a little surprised.
Strange, because I never heard your confession. It’s my impression.
I thought it was a euphemism, and it was a good match.
You always have character. I’m sorry.
“So, I went to ask for a year. I’m sorry.
“He didn’t admit it, but I guessed something — for example, this book,
You didn’t have it, did you? I’m sorry.
I sucked my nose, softly down.
“It’s true. I’m sorry.
The air was quiet for a moment.
Then he said, “I saw you once in the third year. I’m sorry.
I looked at him with dismay.
“There’s a competition. The finals are at your university. I followed the teacher who led the team.
I used to see you in front of the gym with Lincoln. I’m sorry.
He said, “You look up at him, you look hard, you don’t pay attention.
I’ll walk across the road. I’m sorry.
“And then the competition ended, and I didn’t stop, and I went straight back. I’m sorry.
I’m sore in my heart, it’s hard.
“Mung Chi, now you have the book.
Tell me the answer?
He looked at me, he looked at me, he looked hard, and he had a small voice.
“Do you love me?”
The night winds were swirling around, passing through my ears.
I clearly felt that the heart beats faster and more and more in the chest.
Like a drum.
It’s deeper than six years ago.
In the end, I put my head down in a serious place. I’m sorry.
He smiled and held my head and kissed.
16
I told my mom about me and Ho.
She was so excited, she said she wanted to eat with Aunt Wu, the mediaman.
Good news to Mom.
I heard something wrong, and then I found out.
Her mother played mahjong several times and went shopping with her.
Friendship, so long as I’m with He. They’re so close.
I also told Hermit about this.
He smiled, and said, “Well, next time I go home, I’ll go with you to see Auntie.” I’m sorry.
Then I met Doo Ling and I told her.
She was so excited that she yelled at me and started to exaggerate. Let Linc’s son of a bitch and his cocoon last forever! I’m sorry.
“But I don’t want to make them feel better.” I’m sorry.
And if he were to be deviant, perhaps he would not have added to my usual character.
But he stopped my letter to Horu.
In mid-year, the project that Linco had been working with prior to the war, called the APP to help find a soul mate, finally began to be promoted.
Meanwhile, I took the original post off-hidden, and sent the link to the classmates and the big web-blowing platforms.
How can it be better to sell an APP that looks for true love and soul mates, but the project manager is indomitable, digging for six years, and cheating scum?
Later, I heard that the company had spoken to her and sent her to another city to do marginal projects. Lincoln was fired, and the company posted the notice of dismissal online.
This project has nothing to do with Lincoln.
“They had a problem with their relationship, and when it came to light, they made a point.
Hands, big heart. I’m sorry.
Doo-Ling shared his gossip with me, and I was outraged: “I’ve always felt that with your nature,
Guess it’s over again. I didn’t think you’d kill him.
Are you being influenced by Hayashi? I’m sorry.
I thought, “Maybe there is. I’m sorry.
He’s always been the one who gave me courage since high school.
And so is now.
I saw it when I said goodbye to Doo-Ling. It was dark and there was a message on my phone.
Message from:
“I’m working late tonight, you eat first, don’t wait for me. I’m sorry.
I was thinking about sending him a meal.
An hour later, I was standing with a little veal veal packed from the kitchen downstairs.
He Faraway’s front door.
The girl at the front desk came up and asked me who I was looking for.
In the lunch box:
“That… I’m here to bring dinner to Herman. * The little girl came to her senses *
You’re here for me!”
Soon, He was standing in front of me with a little hair.
I cleared my voice and whispered:
“You’re so busy today, you haven’t been able to eat dinner, have you? I packed your building.
# And the veal #
He looked me in the eye for a moment and suddenly reached out and grabbed my shoulder.
Go say it. I’m sorry.
In the tea room of their company, I met several colleagues from Faraway.
I’m very enthusiastic.
“Hey! I’m sorry.
“You’re a cheeseberry. I’m sorry.
I looked at that smileful young man, and I looked at him.
Berry? I’m sorry.
The look of a warning passed on by Hermit, unfortunately ignored by men:
“That’s He Yau. We had a lot of girls at college who confessed to him.
None. I thought he had problems with his sexual orientation. There was one.
Back at the lab, he was staring at the phone screen, and I looked at it, and it was one.
A group chat. There’s a note for a cheeseberry guy who’s been talking. “In October of last year, the company opened a branch, and he was the first to sign up and come back. Back
Come and ask him if he didn’t deny it because of the cheeseberries. I’m sorry.
I stopped.
Last October… wasn’t that Lincoln’s chorus and then asked me to break up?
Another time in the circle of friends and the music of love?
“Speak too much. I’m sorry.
He said, “Take my hand and pull me to a separate room.”
Get in there:
“I’ve eaten, I’ve eaten, I’ve loved, I don’t feel sorry for some people.
Understand?”
The man got mad at him for swearing.
I feel the warmth that comes from my hands, and I look in the face.
He’s got a little bit of a prowl on his lips and looks like he’s in a good mood.
I can’t afford to lose my mind.
So last year he suddenly came back from Beijing because of me?
I spent hours at Herman’s company until late night, and their work finally ended.
End of business. There’s no one left in the park. I’m holding Hermit’s arm and thinking in silence.
Things.
His voice suddenly sounded.
“What are you thinking?”
I kicked the little rock off my feet, and I was sulking and saying:
“I thought a man as proud and disfigured as you thought I had rejected it.
I’ve heard that I’m with Lincoln, and I won’t get involved. I’m sorry.
He was silent for a while.
“Yes, I’m a proud man. If it’s someone else, just turn me down.
There will be no future overlaps. I’m sorry.
“But because of you, I think it’s okay to try again. I’m sorry.
He said it slowly and seriously, and it made me feel the emotion and strength of the voice.
Volume.
As if I was on the field next to the concubine, I was watching, and I threw a three-point jump.
Got to be a nicer flying teenager.
I suck my nose, I just feel sour.
He took his hand out of his pocket, reached out and held me hard.
It’s so warm, it breaks the cold left over from the first fall. He whispered in my ear, “Mung Chi, I’ve missed you for six years.
The rest of your life. I’m sorry.
It’s dark. It’s full of stars.
I close my eyes and hold him back.
“I think so, too. I’m sorry.
