In a trance, another day passed. I laughed like a madman, feeling very sad, but I never revealed it or mentioned it to anyone. When work is boring, I always like to find something to do and keep doing it. Maybe it was just to pass the time, let all my anxiety lurk in the busy, force myself not to recall, not to fantasize, not to hope. I often wonder if I am dragging others down and making everyone. Always want to take the first place, cook and wash dishes and leave. I want to be the first, not vanity, but I think there are more important things than eating. So, for a long, long time, having lunch meant being casual to me. Whether I am full or not, whether I am hungry or not, I immediately get up and rush to the sink before others get up to wash dishes, even if I am not. I don't know why it changed today. Everyone who had dinner together is gone. I'm still sitting alone in the canteen, watching the couples coming and going in a hurry outside the window. The food in my mouth has been chewed for a long time, but I haven't swallowed it. It's not that the food tastes bad, but I'm not in the mood to swallow it. I am completely different from the man who has been wolfing down food. I fell asleep after dinner and covered myself with a quilt. Even if a needle falls to the ground, I feel noisy, but I can't sleep at all. Later, I attributed my inability to sleep to too much. Of course, only I know, that's just a more relaxed and reasonable excuse! As we all know, I can't sleep in bed. My right hand groped along the pillow, and then my fingers kept appearing on the screen. Eyes staring at the screen, eyes suddenly feel astringent. I began to attribute this to the bright screen lights. I have always been such a person, good at making many excuses for myself, so I turned the brightness to the darkest, and even thought it was too bright during the day. I like the night, even though MUBI! I seldom play. Today, when I was bored, I finally clicked in and found someone greeting me. I found that all my friends in my circle of friends have been updated, and someone sent me a message. That man and I were childhood friends. We played together when we were very young. When we play, we fight. She likes to rob me. She cried when she caught them. Now I think it's funny, but it's already. Now we are in Zhejiang, she is in Shaoxing and I am in Lishui. She is a brand and I am a mechanic. It's a pity that we are all grown up and can't play as crazy as when we were children ... We talked to her for a long time before we knew she was getting a divorce. I asked why, and her statement was short: we spent too little time together and had many problems after marriage. We've been apart for a year, and we say we have. Then I said, "Nothing else, just as your friend ..." Actually, I wanted to say that it was just as a friend's comfort to you, but I was afraid to say it to make her feel sympathetic, so I used ellipsis instead. Then she said firmly, "It doesn't matter, since I can afford it, I will let go.". If I figure it out, there will be nothing but pity for my children. " When she finished, I was filled with emotion. I know that her personality has always belonged to that kind of boy, but it doesn't belong to the type of woman who we often say now. After all, in my eyes, she is still a girl. No matter whether she is pretending to be strong or really seeing through a marriage without feelings, I really hope that she will be fine, for nothing else, just because we are friends! I don't know how many marriages in this era are based on the world of mortals without feelings, and I don't know how many people walk in a good mess in a marriage without feelings. I think some people can choose their own things, but after a long time, they are like a drifting bottle, wandering for a long time, looking for a safe haven to rely on. The world of mortals in troubled times is doomed to be an inevitable catastrophe. After work, I walked home alone along the street lamp. At the beginning of turning on the light, the shadow under the light was lengthened, which made me extremely tired. Recalling last night's dream, sweet-scented osmanthus is fragrant and the moonlight is charming. I picked sweet-scented osmanthus for you myself. You put it in front of your nose and smell the flowers gently. I looked at your side face. I'm thinking, even if I'm just passing by, I'll remember your side. You push me hard from time to time, I say I like your expression, and then I laugh silly. Then you pick each osmanthus flower one by one and put it in your hand. At that moment, I want to become a sweet-scented osmanthus, so that you can hold me gently in your palm as a baby ... Maybe everything is just a dream, I can't be the sweet-scented osmanthus you hold in your palm, and you can't be my baby. A gust of wind filled the wind. I just don't understand why the familiar face feels so strange tonight, but I'm glad that I still miss you when the wind blows. I just don't know if I can still be confused about you in my life. If it's just a dream in the world of mortals, why have you drunk me alone for thousands of years? Looking back on all my dreams, my heart hurts at a loss, and the flowers fall on my shoulders, only to find that I have a quiet dream, so I don't need to stay. When you pick flowers at night, all you pick are withered. What do you expect? Emotional drama is that I have no acting skills, and no one is right or wrong. Love is a moth to the fire, but you choose to look at the fire from the other side. Even if the years run out and Jia Rong is dyed red with blood, someone will always rule the world for you! Have some secrets been revealed in each other's silence? Who lost a lifetime of youth? Who plays lovesick tears where no one is around? Who is still secretly waiting for fear of missing it? Who keeps sadness for himself? Fade out of prosperity, who has become the other side of the flower? Or some love can only be forgotten in rivers and lakes? Then, will you still recall the prosperity at that end? As for me, I always thought that everything could be simply laughed off. Only when I was heartbroken did I find that the pain I had walked through was also a drop of ink. It's just that I'm used to the nest made of thorns. Perhaps, the so-called eternity is just a misunderstanding. No matter how long we stay, we will lose you forever. At both ends of life, we stood on the other side alive, and Hua Rong thanked us. In fact, if you think about it carefully, falling leaves, after all, is a kind of vagrancy. Why haggle over every ounce? Forget the horizon, you can fly higher ... waiting for rain is the fate of an umbrella. I love someone because my eyes are raining for her, but my heart is holding an umbrella for her. Since she always holds an umbrella for others, why stand in the rain and wait ... it's just that I'm about to pass the age of dreaming. I know that sometimes, when we are together and leave, nothing lasts forever. In a few days and years, the injury will be much better. If you ask me, I will pretend not to hurt, and then smile. I don't know, will you remember me, how will you remember me, with a smile, still very silent, will your subconscious feel that you missed me and your favorite? Will you sigh occasionally, but it's a pity that I'm not the one who accompanied you to the end? I don't know. If we meet again, I haven't seen you for a long time. Do you know that I miss you as much as before? If we meet again, I'll take you to see the fireworks under the stars, okay? Watch the fireworks splash and look back at the love that broke up at the end of that song. . . . So, now, should I go away quietly or stay bravely? Or should I wait here? ————————— Dream! Rain falls on the window, tears fall on the flower stand, and the city is full of flowers. I admire myself. Who made me white with glass? The past is blank and the future is poetic. One man, one city, play an accident! Bury tears, call for sadness, you quietly walk away, I wait for you to come back, you don't come, I'm not old!