My ex-boyfriend was a rapper, and after he broke up, I saw his songs all over me.
Yeah.
I left a message in the comment section: “Is the person who wrote the song greened by his girlfriend? I’m sorry.
Two days later, I turned on the music software, and I found out the news blew up and there was a 68,000 compliment.
“The main reason for this is to make her angry.” I’m sorry.
Well…
Crazy.
I turned off my phone and drilled into the nest.
One.
I had a long dream.
My ex-boyfriend played guitar in the cold streets.
I sat next to him and I ate screwdriver.
“Is it good?”
“Super delicious. “I nodded and laughed.
Chen put down his guitar and pinched my face.
“Do you know that your taste scares people away? I’m sorry.
“Did you?”
“Hmm-hmm? I’m sorry.
I took a sip of soup and I got up and grunted, and I went to the corner with a screwdriver.
“Boo, come back.”
“Go back to your head, no. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
Next second, it’s dark.
Chen’s guitar suddenly became my suitcase.
“I won’t come back, will I? I’m sorry.
Chen’s face is no longer a soft smile.
“No, that’s not necessary. You should go to the ensemble. I’m sorry.
I picked up the suitcase and Chen refused to let go.
“Isn’t it so important to you that you don’t value them? I’m sorry.
“You’re wrong, I am. I’m sorry.
I did everything in my power to play a bad role in Chen’s life.
And played very well.
Two.
Chen went to Beijing for the third month.
It’s starting to get hot.
Even small towns like ours that don’t have a name, can be seen all over.
I was eating pancakes and waiting for a bus that day, and I looked up and I saw the plaque on a giant poster.
He was wearing a simple black T-shirt, standing in the middle of the stage.
I dropped my pancakes.
Until I got to the bus, two girls in high school uniform were excited to talk about the screen:
“Did you see the latest show that came out last night? I’m sorry.
“Yeah, yeah, that song he sang last night, I really died on the spot, and his hands on the microphone were so good!” I’m sorry.
“I saw it too! And I’ve just done some microblogging, and some say he’s the 2023 Skyfall Vitamin! I’m sorry.
“Hey, sure. He’s not who. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
They didn’t mention a fire.
But I know Chen was on fire.
As the bus swayed, the two girls caught a glimpse of what I just found on my phone about Chen Yu, and one of them had the guts to ask me:
Sister, you like Chen Yu too? I’m sorry.
Like…
If it’s just ordinary like, that’s all.
I was a little soft, and I said:
“Something. I’m sorry.
3
Chen is going to Beijing in the second autumn.
He’s become a red idol.
And I changed jobs, from home to the provincial capital to another big city.
Once upon a time I wanted to do so much more, as tired as I was at work.
I wanted to choose this job to be closer to the entertainment business so that if Chen was in the entertainment business, I wouldn’t be too far away from him.
Now think, I’m naive.
At the end of the day, the top-of-the-mill wind of internal entertainment will not hit the workers.
And all I could do was sit down and watch him sing on his last show last year.
I remember that night when a friend of mine sent a message saying, “That’s your ex-boyfriend on TV. I’m sorry.
And I returned to him: “No, it is just the same name.” I’m sorry.
I got up and left after Chen had a song.
“Wait a minute. I’m sorry.
Chen had the microphone, like he was talking to me.
I stood there until he kept saying, “Wait a minute, I hope my friends will be happy, no matter what happens. I’m sorry.
I was thinking too much.
I shake my head and laugh and disappear in a fan’s shout.
4
The dream finally woke up.
I picked up the phone, the comment was still there, the compliment was still there.
Reality is more irritating than dreams.
When I got up and washed up, I finally got ready to go to work.
It was a pity to hear the voice of her colleague on the way, and I was so nervous by her emotions.
“I’m in a hurry. I’m sorry.
“Don’t worry. Take your time. I’m sorry.
“cy. I’m sorry.
I took a breath upstairs.
“Don’t use an abbreviation. I can’t guess. I’m sorry.
My colleague was so upset, “Oh, cy, Chen, how can you not know? I’m sorry.
Oh oh, Chen.
I suddenly woke up.
“No, no, no!”
“No, why can’t he? I’m really in a hurry. Do me a favor. Just a few minutes. I’m sorry.
“I’m actually waiting for something. I’m sorry.
“Oh, I know you didn’t. The interview is about to start. You’re my life saver. Thank you. I’m sorry.
“Hey, hey…”
5
“So why not Chen? I’m sorry.
As soon as I turned, the Lord stood behind me.
He was so close to me, half a metre away.
I can even see the mole in his eye, as if we had met yesterday.
But in fact, I know as well as I do that we have a long way to go.
The distance between the two was not only half a metre, but rather a long, four hundred-day and night-to-day identity.
Thinking about it, I walked by him with indifference.
“Don’t pretend not to know me, Leung. I’m sorry.
Chen grabs my arm and that’s the same tone, and I feel like I’ve really changed.
I looked up at him, “What’s up? I’m sorry.
He smiled, “You haven’t answered my question. I’m sorry.
Why not?
How do you answer that?
And We have put our tongues into his tender and obstinate eyes.
It’s been a long time, Chen slows down his head, heated breathing around my neck.
“Can’t answer, or can’t you forget me? I’m sorry.
In many of the Shuro fields where the fine number and the predecessor met again, nothing is more deadly than the old story.
I don’t want to remember.
So I decided to run away in the face of Chen’s aggressiveness.
It doesn’t matter to leave one thing in haste, and then to walk away from him, without regard to the fact that it was unfortunate to see him again later.
Six.
Two hours is like an absence.
I pretended I didn’t know Chen, and I smiled and said hello and sat down.
He also pretended to be no more, to be calm and humble throughout, and had no objection to any request.
I was relieved that there would be no further mistakes.
However, when the interview was officially opened, he appeared to be very excited, as if he had changed a completely new personality.
I was sure I had the right feeling.
When I asked the third question, everything changed.
I feel like my world is getting darker.
I asked him what this song was about.
He said it was for his ex-girlfriend.
It’s not the same word, but he’s as good as he should be.
I kept quiet for a while, and I kept saying, “What do you think this song is going to blow? I’m sorry.
I looked at him and prayed for his recovery.
Chen was looking at me, too, smiling.
“It’s probably because my ex-girlfriend commented that I was just trying to write a song about her, but I didn’t think she would care. I’m sorry.
His words almost killed me on the spot.
“Oh, yeah.”
“Of course, you can search it. Her comments should have been deleted. I’m sorry.
The tone of the statement is very sincere, but it is also not very sincere.
My world has gone from ash to a raging collapse, and he has made only two sentences.
Honestly, at that moment.
I wish he was in my hands more than love.
7
After the interview, I asked him if he was sick.
He also asked me, “Don’t pretend you don’t know me now. I’m sorry.
It turns out he’s obsessed with me pretending I don’t know him.
But if you don’t know your ex, do you want to act like you’re close?
It’s even more unreasonable.
I’ve been cleaning up and down, pretending, “How come there are people like you in the world?” I’m sorry.
Chen smiled, as if my eyes caught me.
“Yeah, who’s bigger than the 300 times-a-week-rounder of a former song?” I’m sorry.
He didn’t hesitate to hit me like he was ready.
But how did he know…
I couldn’t think. I had to hide myself with explanations.
“You’re mistaken. I usually use your song as a background for boxing, for exaggerating. I’m sorry.
“Oh yeah?” Chen premonitions cold eyes.
“The morning boxing? You don’t seem used to it. I’m sorry.
“Huh. That’s because I’ve been changing myself, not like some people, always like to write songs. I’m sorry.
He didn’t mention it, and when he mentioned it, I thought I was pretty pissed off.
I’m glad I know he’s in the song.
There’s something wrong with the interview.
“As you can see I’m hurting, you seem to know it. I’m sorry.
I have to contend with that, albeit inexplicably.
It’s not that I know what I’m doing, it’s the lyrics he wrote, which are essentially the same as reporting my identity card.
8
I looked at Chen, and I finally found another angle:
“Why is it all broken up and you know so much about me? I’m sorry.
“Don’t you look at my life every day and see how I’m doing. I’m sorry.
He’s timid.
I thought I had caught him on the handle and was complacent and ready to gradually crush his psychological defence.
I didn’t think he’d say, “How long have you been like this?” I’m sorry.
What do you mean?
“You’re not forgetting that the number you’re using is mine. I’m sorry.
So it’s my turn to be dumb-eyed.
Because I forgot.
After we broke up, there were a lot of things tied together or shared, and I never cared.
To be precise, I never thought of it.
If he doesn’t say it now, I may still forget it.
It’s a fucking trap from the big data age.
I knew it.
A thousand wounded and 800 injured.
“All right, I’ll give you the account number, and we’ll never be in debt. I’m sorry.
It’s my last flair, after all, and I really can’t afford to keep my collection of songs.
Nod Chen.
“Well, let’s count the members’ money before we pay each other.” I’m sorry.
I’m really angry.
“What’s the matter with you? The account number is yours, but the member is my own. I’m sorry.
He reminded me that the day before yesterday, I helped you with your annual fee, and if you don’t believe me, you can open it now. I’m sorry.
Chen says it’s true, but I’m not serious.
“No way. I looked down and looked for a cell phone.
Then my rage sprung, and when I saw my members of the music filled ten years later, I put it out.
I have nothing to say.
Would it be allowed to do so?
“I really appreciate it. I’m sorry.
He ignored my thinking of the knife in his eyes, and answered me with a sincere response: “Whatever is good, it’s a bed.” I’m sorry.
“OK, okay, stop. I’m sorry.
But he, I’ve decided to shut up and say, “Give me the payment code, and the money will be yours. I’m sorry.
Chen put out a two-dimensional code for friends.
“I want the payment code. I gave him a cold white eye.
“Do you think that’s all we have? He gave me a colder one.
I was in the wind for a long time, watching his back, and I wanted to call the police.
9
We didn’t say a word for three days after adding Chen’s tweet.
And he stayed in my list.
And finally, I admit I’m a little stuck.
And I asked him, “What do I owe you? Can I make myself clear? It’s time for today. I’m sorry.
Very soon the chat interface shows input in progress, but the message never came.
I feel like a fraud, “You better not tell me I owe you more than money. I’m sorry.
“You haven’t forgotten. He suddenly fell in love.
I’m scared.
I was afraid that he might point at his chest and say: “What is it that you owe me?”
More afraid he brought up the past.
It’s a good thing that in the end Chen Tsai only texted me: “Don’t pay back those, don’t delete my friends.” I’m sorry.
I doubt he’s stolen.
“Is my friend so valuable? I’m sorry.
“No, I just wanted to remind you in your list that you owe me your whole life. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
Well, I’m sick again.
I don’t care about him anymore. I’m used to listening to music.
When I opened it, I thought I’d give it back to him.
But he didn’t change his password, maybe he didn’t.
I can’t help but look at that 10-year-old.
But when I found out he was using his big number to return me, I didn’t just want to call him that simple.
I looked at the home page, and there was a general trophy that had been transmitted, and there were a lot of people calling me sister-in-law.
Your ex-sister-in-law’s name is…
I keep turning.
A sage said: “Sister-in-law, I know that he is wrong, so be with him.” I’m sorry.
“It’s not a good time to get back together and write the emo song.” I’m sorry.
Good damage.
I gave him a compliment.
The other one is more true: “The song his sister-in-law heard most about is his. I’m sorry.
There’s been a bit of an anomaly in the middle of this building, and I hesitated for a long time to open it, and I was afraid I might have accidentally experienced a cyberstorm.
And then when it went off, I started to wonder.
And the hottest comment was, “But then, although we never saw each other again, your song was full of me, and I heard it many times. I’m sorry.
That comment came to my social platforms.
The netizens guessed from his interviews and songs about us and why we broke up.
Some say it’s weird, some say it’s tacky.
But no one guessed that I broke up with him for the first time, hoping that he would be closer to his dream.
It may not even be possible for Chen to know for himself that the idiot sitting next to him who only knows how to eat screwdrivers would still care for him.
In that sense, it is a bit like a novel in which a man gives his life in silence, and in the end a man becomes a wife.
Unfortunately I’m not the hostess.
Chen should never look back.
10
I don’t have much chance of meeting Chen.
But there is one.
It’s like one day I hear his name coming from around the back of a show, and I hear people saying that they may not be able to sing.
Now I’m going to ask why.
They thought I was the brains of Chen Yu. They hesitated to say why, but in the end they told me the mysterious face.
“I heard that Chen’s stomach disease was committed without medication and that he can’t go on stage. I’m sorry.
In retrospect, it’s crazy, but I believe it.
It’s because of the stomach disease that’s always been with me, and it happens from time to time.
I remember what he looked like when he was sick, and I panicked and stood up and ran to the pharmacy outside.
One of my shops ran so sweaty that I found the medicine I wanted to buy.
Twenty minutes later, my pilot friend asked me where I was.
I told her I was on my way back with the drugs.
She was desperate, “You’re a real liar. Chen Yu was singing well on stage. I’m sorry.
“Really?”
I don’t know.
I finally know why there are so many fakes in the entertainment world because there are people who trust me.
I put down my cell phone and stopped for a long time, and I took the pills I bought, and I sat on the floor and cried, and I felt so stupid.
Even if he does have stomach problems, it’s none of my business now, not to mention nothing at all.
Eleven.
People who pass by look back at me from time to time.
I’m depressed.
Until I felt a man staring at me for a long time.
I thought I’d be ashamed of myself.
I heard the man groan and walk closer to me.
I heard him ask, “Why are you crying so much?” I’m sorry.
Chen Yu’s voice made me feel like I didn’t know it was him again.
I can’t help but wonder why fate is so cruel to me that I always meet him at an inappropriate time.
I stood up to wipe my tears and pretended to have sand in my eyes.
Actually, he saw me cry so long, it didn’t work.
“For me? Chen saw my stomach medicine.
“Not really. I hid the medicine behind me.
He noded his head and didn’t ask any more questions.
“Let’s talk. I’ve always wanted to know something. I’m sorry.
He’s more serious this time than last time.
“There’s nothing to talk about. I’m leaving.
He held my hand, warm.
“Liqing. I’m sorry.
The moment Chen called out my name, my tears fell.
“Go sit in front and talk. I’m sorry.
“Okay. I’m sorry.
I was reluctant to walk with him in front of two shops arranged.
I thought we were thinking the same place.
And he went into the dessert shop, and I went into the coffee shop.
Strangely, I don’t like coffee and he doesn’t like dessert.
Remember how we used to fight about what we went to?
Maybe that’s when the dead youth suddenly started attacking me.
When I sat down, I was thinking, and Chen suddenly said,
He’s always had a sharp, one-sided question, “Do you do this for me?” I’m sorry.
“Uh … no. I’m sorry.
After the denial, I added some more logical explanations: “I later convinced my mother to agree to me because she had an interview here and because she had a cat, so I didn’t have that much time to keep an eye on me. I’m sorry.
I’m relaxed, but it’s not natural.
His eyes are dark, and the next question comes straight to the point: Then why did you break up with me?
He should have guessed something.
But before he did, I stopped him.
“At the time it was because I didn’t think you could give me the future, so I broke up and tried to find something better. I’m sorry.
“Oh yeah?” Chen leans back.
When he looked away from me, he seemed to have something to say.
But I didn’t say anything, but I just had a bland laugh.
Looks like you’ve finally put down the stress.
It’s good to put it down, he’s worth a better man than a bit of guilt in knowing the truth.
I’m comforting myself. It’s better that one person can’t let go than both.
“Well, I’ll go first. I’m sorry.
“Your medicine.” He pointed to the table.
“Oh, I forgot. I’m sorry.
Chen looked at the medicine in the bag for a long time.
12
We haven’t seen each other since those two times, perhaps because we avoided each other.
Life is still going on and on and on.
And sometimes I can hear from someone else’s mouth what he’s won or what he’s been doing.
It’s over.
It’s almost winter.
Soon after New Year, I went back home, lying at home for a week without moving.
Sometimes I look at the TV and see the art, and the only person who consumes calories more is the one who beats his cousin at home.
Until one afternoon, my mother made fun of the cat and asked me when I was looking for someone, when I was getting married and suddenly asked about Chen.
“Oh, yeah, what about that boyfriend you were talking about? I’m sorry.
It’s over. I’m sorry.
“No, sister talked about boyfriends becoming big stars. I’m sorry.
My mom dropped the cat stick.
I looked at my cousin, and I immediately found an excuse to sneak out of the house in fear of being arrested.
But when I got out, I felt like a ghost.
After all, there’s no one in New Year’s life who wanders out on the road like a couple and family.
I wandered around and found out there were not many people in front of the cinema on the fourth floor, and I grabbed a bucket of popcorn and bought a ticket to sit down.
I didn’t see what the movie was when I bought the tickets, but I knew there was a bear child crying in the front row.
I didn’t know what was going on. Bear didn’t cry, and I cried like a dog.
I hear people aren’t really touched by anything else.
People can only be moved by themselves.
So you cried at the movies because you saw yourself in the movies.
This film is called “How to get back with your predecessor.”
It stated that there were generally three ways to recover the predecessor.
First, don’t hide when you see your predecessor.
I think I’m hiding.
Second, don’t leave him alone immediately.
I thought I’d left.
The third is where you go when you’re in love, and if you meet your ex, you’ll be missed.
If your predecessor had any feelings for you, he would have rekindled.
If he doesn’t like you anymore, it’s okay to walk a long way and say goodbye.
I don’t know.
After watching the film, I turned on my phone and the film was rated low online.
I couldn’t help but talk.
After leaving the cinema, it was impossible to resist the fact that the streets of Chen, who used to play guitar with Chen, had appeared on very double standards.
I don’t think it’s just a movie. I think I’m a little bit out of line right now.
This street is colder than before.
Nobody, just the wind.
The front mill was cold enough to shut the door, and the plan to eat a bowl of screwdriver failed, and I kept walking in the wind.
In the film, the hostess is going to meet the man.
But in reality, there are so many encounters.
I was just about to put out some sad and sad monologues.
But at this point, at the corner of the street, Chen, wearing a cap and a mask, ran into me.
I looked at him for a long time, and I couldn’t even tell if it was an illusion that I had after watching the movie.
“You still miss me? I’m sorry.
“What? I’m sorry.
The snow fell on my eyelashes and suddenly I was blinded.
“Nothing. He had a bend of his eye.
It’s like I was just hallucinating to him.
I’d like to ask him if he saw the film, but I changed it to “You’re going back to your home for a New Year.” I’m sorry.
“Yeah. I’m sorry.
We walk on the snow side by side, and we talk in peace.
He asked me, “What are the plans for next year? I’m sorry.
“Yeah, I think I’ll change my job. I’m sorry.
“And?”
“And? That’s all. I’m sorry.
It is quite cruel to talk to your predecessor about these topics, because all these expectations about the future are inherently related to the other side.
I’ve been talking to Chen for 20 minutes.
The last two were silent.
The sunset is as red as we saw when we were 19.
I remember our youth as stolen.
“How about going to see my concert next April? I’ve got some new songs. I’m sorry.
“A concert? Let’s see if there’s time. I’m sorry.
And I remember saying to him, “When you’re red, you must give me a concert, and it’ll be loud, as everyone can see.” I’m sorry.
And he answered me, “Yes, indeed.” I’m sorry.
He’s so sure, he’s still in front of me.
But he hasn’t mentioned anything but a new song.
Maybe he’s forgotten.
I asked him, “Did you ever complain about me? I’m sorry.
“Yes, of course not. I’m sorry.
Chen was honest, mainly without having to lie.
“And now, forgive me? I used the language of a joke.
“Forgive me a little. Without you, I might have a lot less material to write. I’m sorry.
“Ha ha ha ha. I’m sorry.
I smiled and suddenly he asked me, “Do you regret it? I’m sorry.
“What do you regret?”
I turned my head and looked at his side face with the light.
He didn’t answer, and it seemed like he was looking for answers on my face.
I bowed my head to the ash on my shoes and looked up at the sunset.
“None. I’m sorry.
14
I walked a long, long way after that and I wanted to look back at him, but I finally took it.
I think I may have a little regret, but at the same time, I’ve been thinking about a lot of possibilities.
If I could be less faceless, if I could ask him at first sight, “Do you still miss me”?
But many of the possibilities, if any, have lost their meaning because they were afraid to try.
I’ll go back to work after winter.
I was ready to go back to work, so I came back just to pack up and hand over some things.
The day before my departure, my colleague gave me a ticket for the concert.
It’s dated.
The concert coincided with the day before the return ticket I bought.
My colleague swore to me, “You don’t know his initials, but I suggest you listen to his concert, and I promise you will love him.” I’m sorry.
“Yeah, I’m not going. I’m sorry.
However, that day, I took the ticket out of the drawer and went to his concert.
15
The last time I went to hear him sing, I heard him.
On all sides, there is a flood of people and tsunami-like cheers.
A flag was raised and tears were raised.
Chen’s song sings a little bit about their present youth, and also about our youth.
I’m sitting next to a couple and two girls.
The two girls look familiar.
It took me a long time to remember the girl I met on the bus.
After a long time, they recognized me.
“Sister, I’ve seen you before and you’ve come to Chen Yu’s concert! I’m sorry.
“Yeah. I’m sorry.
“You like Chen Yu, too. I’m sorry.
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
“It must be a wonderful thing to like such a beautiful person so long. I’m sorry.
I laughed, and I didn’t know if they were crying or talking to me.
I then looked at the table, and I noticed the bold words in the background.
The girl in the couple was pointing to the background, “Look, that’s right! I’m going to put that in the circle, you get it, you go with me. I’m sorry.
The boy said, “Well, well, I’ll be right there. I’m sorry.
I envy them.
Rather than envying their sweet love, they still have the courage to believe in the impossible.
Last song out.
After he finished the last line, I stood up from my position and went back.
It’s dark in the back.
I guess my life will have nothing to do with him from now on.
The people on the stage said:
“Wait a minute. I’m sorry.
Again, I laughed.
I stopped knowing he couldn’t see.
I decided this time when he was talking to me.
And Chen began to read in the background: “Someone who likes each other will finally meet again, right? I’m sorry.
My heart is shaking.
He did. Two more words.
It’s like passing through the gap of time and going back from a long, dark time.
“Liqing. I’m sorry.
That word of certainty appeared again.
He’ll definitely, really.
The light hit me.
My face and my name appear on the screen.
As if everything had been planned.
Then I heard the two girls saying, “Fuck me.” She’s with me. I’m sorry.
“You’re stupid! Asked her how she liked it. I’m sorry.
“I don’t know.”
I don’t know.
Then Chen came towards me.
It’s the way everyone looks.
Turns out he’s always seen me.
And I thought to myself, “Did he say the same thing to me earlier?”
He just didn’t have the courage to keep saying my name.
And I don’t have the courage to believe we can start over.
“Li Jing, you asked me if I could forgive you for breaking up with me, but I thought you were inexcusable and evil before I came to the stage today.
“But seeing you here, I have decided to forgive you.
“Because I like this stuff, I can’t stop it.
“So Leung.
“Look back. I’m sorry.
After Chen had said that to me behind me, it boiled.
I cried all over.
16
In the third spring, we finally got back together.
Online discussions are still hot.
The dynamic heat was changed and changed.
In the end, it was the one that was put on top: “Then we finally met and you asked me if I wanted to turn back and I said I never left.” I’m sorry.
(concluded text)
Quinquoise (Presentation)
I haven’t seen Leung for a long time.
Unfortunately I still couldn’t forget her.
The voice was a key to remembering, and when her voice appeared in the corridor I was passing by, I changed my original destination.
Leung’s back, I’ll never forget.
From the moment she broke up with me, it seemed like there was only a back.
She doesn’t want to see me.
That’s what I heard from her.
But she’s clearly in love.
After the interview, she stopped me, and the tone of anger reminded me of the scene where she used to groan with a screwdriver.
I can’t help but laugh, and I’m afraid she’ll see that I’m missing, and then pretend to be careless.
I asked her why she listened to my song so many times, but I wanted to know what kind of emotion she was listening to.
I’ve been on that account a million times.
I’ve watched her music record a million times.
She’s the one I wrote her the most.
In fact, I think I’m writing in secret, and I’m complaining, but I think she’s the one who wrote it.
It’s just that I never thought she’d listen to it.
She left me comments one day, and I looked and looked.
Grumpy and sharp.
I feel very vivid.
She asked me if I’d been watching her.
I deny it. In fact, she’s right.
Not just the expired music members, but if she wants to look for them, she’ll find almost all the software, and I’ve paid her 10 years for it.
Ten years.
If there’s a connection that can be bought with money, what’s the point of spending more?
Then she offered to pay me back, and I added her tweets, saying more than that.
I didn’t mean for her to return it from the beginning.
The second meeting with her was at the door of a studio.
She’s crying, she’s reckless, she’s sad.
I don’t know how to persuade her.
So I looked at her for a long time.
I thought I’d go in a minute, but she soon found out.
She took away her side face and left me with only one back.
I had to talk to her later. I said I wanted to talk to her.
So we went to a cafe.
I don’t know when she’s starting to like coffee, but I remember she only likes milk and tea, but there’s Tiramisu in the sweet shop.
Maybe she’s changed.
I naturally dared not ask her to go to a coffee shop for my sake.
But everything is too coincidence.
I had stomach problems before I went on stage.
And the medicine that she took in her hand was the medicine I used to take for stomach pain.
In the final analysis, I have too much unrealistic imagination.
I even thought that she was doing this job for me, and she didn’t even leave me half the fantasy.
She didn’t even lie to me that she broke up with me to give me a better future.
If she says yes, I will.
But she was cruel as she was.
After that day, I think we’re really not gonna make it.
Finally, let me say a word of hope.
She probably thought it was the third time I saw her after she and I broke up.
But she didn’t know I was sitting behind her in the cinema.
At the end of the film, reason told me that she was just the way to her home.
Yet the indescribable instinct tells me that she wants to go back where I used to go.
I met her and asked her if she was still missing.
She had doubts and confusion in her eyes.
I had to smile at her to make her feel wrong.
In her conversation, she told her she would not do the job again.
Maybe we’ll get married later and have kids.
I did not speak and heard her say that the future that she envisaged seemed wonderful and so beautiful that I could not look directly at.
In the end, she looked to the sunset after the sun.
I don’t know if she remembers what she said at the same time.
She told me to give her a concert.
I said yes.
So I’ve been getting ready for a long time before I met her.
I pretended to be free and asked her if she wanted to come to my concert.
Her answer was also random.
I can feel it. She doesn’t want to go.
She should have forgotten what she said.
I wanted to scold her, but I couldn’t help it.
I told the truth when she asked me how much I didn’t blame her.
She laughed.
One way to the end, we are the opposite.
I have looked back on her many times, and she has not.
So that concert, I didn’t want her to come.
Nevertheless, I have written that sentence.
“Someone who loves each other will meet again.” I’m sorry.
Then I changed it to a question.
I think if she came, that would be true.
If she hadn’t come, that would have been a question mark in my eyes.
On stage, I saw thousands of young faces.
It’s like her, but not her.
I haven’t found her, even if I’ve looked for her a million times.
After my last song, one man stood up and left.
When I saw that back, I found her staring at me in the corner where I couldn’t see.
I got her. Step by step behind her and let her turn around.
Finally, she’s not just a shadow in my eyes anymore.
Her face is light, but her eyes shine.
She said, “I am not mistaken. I’m sorry.
Her tone seemed to have waited long and long for me to name her.
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
