We finally stopped contacting, obviously so good, suddenly strange, the story begins with you disturbing, ending with my superfluous.
I liked this person so much at the time, I looked at him today as a stranger, I finally fell generous to let go of you, the rest of my life I will take my pride with me and never look back. I never thought it would be so strange, but I walked and ran my own way, I don't know why, I can't say what's wrong, but I don't expect each other anymore.
Zhang Ailing once said: "People who have loved cannot be friends, because when they meet, they will be soft-hearted, and once they hug, they will fall, and if they look at it more, they want to have it again." The most distant distance is not love, not hate, but gradually becomes the most familiar stranger, so, either a lifetime, or a stranger. "It is like this, we are born lonely, and why bother to break into the crowd to humiliate yourself, any person and thing you suddenly give up, must have accumulated too much powerlessness and disappointment, so you finally let yourself go."
They meet in the sea of people, and they return each other to the sea of people. I didn't bother you anymore, you didn't contact me, although the contact information is still there, but we didn't say a word, although there were some regrets, but in the end, we survived. Return yourself to yourself, return others to others, let the flowers become flowers, let the trees become trees, from now on to the water for a journey, no longer meet, only wish that in the next life will not see or owe no thoughts.
Goodbye, most familiar stranger.