Hi, good evening, I'm postman thirteen.
Tonight I would like to share with you the story from the fifty-second reader.
I'm a girl and I don't like to play games, but I like to listen to the music in the game, especially when I'm idle.
That day, as usual, I opened a game room and listened to songs, and suddenly I found a person in the room, but at first the other party did not speak, and I was very silent.
After a while, I saw him message me and asked if I could add WeChat chat, and I asked him why.
Because your name is very special, and we listened to the song for one night, we can also know each other. Looking at the message he sent, I could feel him laughing in front of the screen, which was incredible, but I did feel it.
All right. I promised him.
Probably it's only because of loneliness that we're anxious to prove ourselves.
Since that day, we've had occasional conversations.
Every time I chatted, he would tell me that he liked me and that he wanted to pursue me, and at this time, I would always pretend to change the topic, probably because I knew that this virtual online world seemed to make even feelings very simple.
I have been hurt in my feelings before, I once gave everything to love someone, but in the end I still can't be together, I long to be loved in my heart, but at the same time I am afraid of being loved, so once I am taken care of, the first time is not touched, but guarded.
I would subconsciously refuse first, but he seemed to have guessed my careful thoughts.
Whether I agree or not, as soon as I have time, I will accompany me to open a room in the game, and even if I do not play the game many times, I will still accompany me to listen to the song.
No matter what I asked, he would try his best to accommodate me and would find some funny stories every day to make me happy.
No matter what the feeling, it needs to be firmly chosen.
I spent some time with him, he would still accompany me every day to listen to songs, and occasionally take me to play games together, in fact, I knew that I also liked him in my heart, but I didn't say it because I didn't dare to say it.
Later, I agreed with him that on May 20th of this year, I would give him a surprise, and I thought that this time, too, I would be brave, at least not to regret it, but this time, I seemed to miss it again.
The last thing he said to me was sorry. As if I knew, and as if I didn't know, I replied: I wish you happiness, and then delete him.
In the online world, after all, it should still belong to the virtual ethereal, quiet when coming, and leave no trace when leaving.
I understood that not disturbing was the last tenderness to him. I knew in my heart, but I would still habitually log in to the game every day and open a room alone, only this time, I set up a room that only he could enter, but he never came in again.
Later, I had a dream, I walked in a sea of flowers, at the end of the sea of flowers, he stood there, in the dream he smiled softly at me, held out his hand to me, I also laughed, but when my hand touched him, the dream woke up.
I think that maybe the encounter may sometimes be a dream, the dream will eventually wake up, it turns out that the injured person, when encountering feelings, will always subconsciously flee and become timid and cowardly.
Finally, may you not lack the courage to pursue love, and cherish it when you meet it.
I'm thirteen, good night.
Author of this article: I am a postman thirteen, I want to write some small emotions in life, to give you a comfort. No matter how difficult the world is, I hope that someone can support your occasional tiredness.
Audio: Joy - Eleven is regret, twelve is unforgettable, thirteen is companionship.