On the first day of the breakup, he blocked all my contact details

On the first day of the breakup, he blocked all my contact details. I looked at the exclamation points in the dialog box and a large paragraph of words that couldn't be sent out, and then I realized that the emotions held by the phone would disappear as soon as they were smeared and removed. In the first week of the breakup, I called him with a trumpet and his new number, but he heard my voice and immediately hung up. I realized this time he wasn't angry, but he was determined to separate from me. But I'm not reconciled. It's just a quarrel. How can we say we broke up? If we were face-to-face, would a hug be good? If I stood in front of him, would he soften his heart when I cried? The second week after the breakup, I decided to gamble and go to his city to find him. When he saw me, he couldn't bear to say goodbye. I booked a plane ticket and a hotel near the house he rented. As he went downstairs, I suddenly appeared in front of him, then threw myself into his arms, smelled the familiar smell of him, and told him about my grievances during this time and how much I missed you. On the 15th day of the breakup, I flew alone to find him. It was already 11 p.m. when I landed. After checking in, I went out alone and looked at the dumpling shop on the side of the road. He seemed to have taken a picture of me. He said he likes to eat dumplings wrapped in skin and shrimp and an quiche shop. He said it was special. He said I could eat strawberry cake every day after I got married. Those who share everything on their phones think they're familiar, but still feel strange after seeing it in person. Is it the same with long-distance relationships? I think five years is long enough, but it's not hard not to feel like you're there with each other. On the 16th day after the breakup, I ordered the takeaway of the spicy pot he brought me here for the first time. The note reads: I have come to your city. You can come and see my mom. Then he told the delivery man again and again, to tell me again after the delivery had been delivered to her. Half an hour later, the delivery man said he had delivered the goods, but I didn't get a call from her after waiting an afternoon. I didn't know how to console myself. Maybe he didn't see it, or I should have convinced him. Go back on your own. He just didn't want to see me. On the 17th day of the breakup, I decided to wait for him downstairs. Even if it's a breakup, I'll let him tell me personally instead of ending the five-year relationship. While waiting, what I was more afraid of was the joy of meeting up. I was worried that he would pretend not to know me. I was afraid he would see me turn around and walk away without a word. He was more worried that there were other people downstairs with him, but there was no one there. When he saw me, he smiled and walked over and said, "I'm going to work." ”。 If you want to have a good talk, take the train back first, don't let me worry about you, otherwise I really ignore you. On the 20th day after the breakup, I didn't wait for him to contact me because I was back the day before yesterday. Just when I thought he was trying to trick me into leaving, and was afraid that I would pester, and deliberately say those words, I received a long message from him. He said I was sorry. It was as if I had abandoned it. I don't want to fall in love on the screen. When I'm happy, sad, and complaining, no one can share. I know you and I have the same grievances, so separation is the best decision for us. It's not that I don't like you, it's that I don't like long-distance relationships. I want us to maintain our last dignity, to get together, to get together. When I finished reading the information, I burst into tears. I don't like long-distance relationships, I just like you. On the 30th day of the breakup, I can't remember how many times I cried or how many days I lost sleep. I flipped through the pictures we had taken before. Sometimes I want to delete them mercilessly, but I can't stand it. What if one day I reconcile with them? These are our memories. I had to put these pictures on the wedding scene. I browse videos of other people from long-distance relationships to marriages. You see, other people say it's good to survive. How can others survive and we can't live? In the 60 days after the breakup, I was finally able to live and work normally during the day. I laughed and joked with my colleagues and friends. But at night, when I'm lying alone in bed, I can't help but think back to the past and can't help but make fun of myself. Double-check some public platforms. You signed in two hours ago. I think you just got off work. Six hours ago, you posted a video about your work. Have you been promoted? I remember you saying that the average employee doesn't need to send these things. 12 hours ago you liked a girl's selfie. There were only a dozen likes. Should be acquaintances. It's a new understanding. What now? What are you doing now? Do you think of me? On the 100th day of the breakup, I went to be a bridesmaid for my girlfriend. She introduced the groomsmen to me. I could only laugh awkwardly and didn't speak. Everyone thinks I don't like groomsmen, but only I know. No, I don't like him, but I don't like anyone. Since we can break up after five years together, quit marriage when engaged, and divorce after marriage, what's the point of liking someone? 179 days after the breakup, I went to Lijiang, lived in the ancient city for a month, climbed the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain that he said he was going to take me to, and went to the Big Igloo he had always wanted to go to. The short-haired girl got married by singing on the guitar. When I hear that sentence, it's just fate. I grabbed my tears and drank three cans of big ursu. Now I realize that those promises are worthless. It turned out that the air ticket from Beijing to Lijiang was not very expensive. It turned out that a bottle of Dawusu only sold for 40 yuan. What's there? Take me when you've saved enough money. What will happen in the future, but not now. On the 32nd day after the breakup, I promised a boy's confession. He's not like you, and he doesn't lose his temper with me when he fights. He's not like you and doesn't play games. Disappearing worries me. He's not like you, he doesn't play games when I'm upset. He's not like you and won't use business as an excuse to ask for a different place. He's not like you. But I'm going to marry him. After all, it's not easy to meet the right person. On the 498th day of the breakup, I was getting married. I think it's ridiculous. I've been in a relationship for five years and haven't even reached the point of being engaged. But the breakup was only half a year. I've done everything from blind dates to engagements to marriage. Do you think someone who seriously wants to marry you will make you wait? On the day of the wedding, I received a text message from an unknown number. This is not a happy wedding, nor is it a happy marriage of a hundred years. There is only one short line. You must be happy. I knew who it was, but I didn't come back. From tomorrow, 509 days after everything about him broke up with my authorities, I invited my friends to dinner. One of his friends of mine also came. After a few drinks, he pulled me aside and said, you know what? On your wedding day, she drank with me all night and started crying when she drank too much, saying she was very reluctant to give up. The thought of you marrying someone in a wedding dress makes him sad and even his breathing hurts. He wants you to go to his city many times. Maybe after the long-distance relationship is over, you can be well together. He always wanted to wait for the opportunity to tell you, but he waited until you got married. You two, ah, missed it so much. I didn't answer his words, but my heart was in a mess. What am I missing? What do I mean? It's not a different place's fault, but he doesn't love me enough. Otherwise, how do I get through it? When I come alone, when my aunt has a stomachache, when I run home alone in the heavy rain, when I move alone, when I install the cupboards alone, why don't I know the pain in different places, why don't I want someone to accompany me? But when I suffered all my life because of my love, he said he couldn't bear it and wouldn't come back to me. Instead, he broke up with me. How could he miss it? J. Obviously, I don't love, what does that mean? When you truly love someone, mountains and seas can be razed to the ground. The so-called meaning is difficult to erase, but one of the two people quits first.

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