A few days ago, when I went shopping, I saw the wrinkles around my eyes and the thick pores on both sides of my nose in the rearview mirror of a car parked at a crossroads. I cried in an instant. When the red light crossed the zebra crossing, I walked straight ahead, and my face was covered with wrinkles and ugliness. A car suddenly stopped in front of me, and my panic brought me back to reality. I wiped my tears and tried to avoid crowded places and walked home.
You were there when I came home and looked through old photos. You were there when we took pictures in Kunming Lake, Yunnan eight years ago. Dear Jane Andre, I wish you were there at the moment. Tell me all the advantages and disadvantages that you love me. Everything is good in the traces of time, wrinkles are good, fat body is good, and all defects are beautiful. But now I'm sitting alone in this room and I know nothing about you. After all these years, I can't fall in love with others. Although my body was separated from you many years ago, it seems that I have never left you, dear Jane Andre. No one can replace you as my best friend, lover, husband and father of children.
I have traveled to some places in recent years, and all the money I have saved has been spent on the road. Be familiar with China before the age of 30, and accompany you abroad after the age of 30. This is what we agreed on early in the morning. Throw away your clingy ex-wife and go to London and Paris with me, along with your children. Wherever you go, as long as you stay away from the city where we live now, everyone here looks like an embarrassment. They assert that you dare not marry a crazy woman, dare not marry me, dare not marry one for love.
Once the misunderstanding of love goes deep, it will be endless. I know that, but I never want to face it. I live in the fate I set for myself, except you and me. We also have family and friends, but that kind of love is different. They make me feel safe and comfortable, and you always make me want it. With you around, my body is soft, my heart is soft, and everything about me is soft. You are bored when you are not in the dark. My body is like two pieces of wood that have been split and dried, and there is no charm at all. You should remember.
In our new home, we are lying on the ground with only a thin blanket. We hugged and got very close. When doing nothing in the afternoon, look at each other through the sofa and the corner of the table. We didn't say anything, just laughed and kept silent in the coffee shop. We go home at night, from afternoon till three in the morning. Every step you took me through suffocated me and almost killed me. Those three years seem to have squandered the love of my life. My growth, honest thoughts and healthy development are all because of you, and I will never forget it. After you, I never met love. In the words of city people, I have decided that you can't marry me. I also know that my love ended without any conclusion, but our love is only a small part of this relationship. What fills us should be the heartfelt attraction, the meeting of two identical people, and the beautiful feeling nourished by * * *.
When I was young, it was always like this. I can't cope with lies, the end of love, or more accurately, all unexpected accidents. She likes sweet things, likes all dreams, and likes reality to follow imagination, so it is normal to make mistakes. Waking up means being haunted by nightmares. The panic in reality is always greater than the dream, and the panic in reality after imagining joy is always greater than the ordinary reality. Once she wakes up, she is seriously ill. The root of this disease is that I love you. I will think of you when crossing the street, and I will think of you when I see the wrinkles on my face. You will lead me to finish my coffee and then kiss my wrinkles.
However, in this life, people will only meet one Jan Andre at most. A serious illness as soon as we met, the root cause. If they don't meet, they will always imagine and then tremble in their imagination.