Recently I've been obsessed with a video app on my phone where I can get castrated dreams, the quickest love, and a bunch of smelly friends at a very low cost.
I used to have fun in it, and it was still spring and it was summer, and I called her "Miss Summer".
To this day, I only know xia and have never seen spring and autumn, summer is very beautiful, it should be said that it is a particularly beautiful girl. I didn't look like the reality in the live broadcast room, and I wasn't restrained. It's unbelievable, but that's love, and I'm convinced of that.
Later, I had Xia's WeChat, and I became more and more inseparable from her.
In recent days I feel that Xia is very depressed, I asked her what is wrong, she said that there is something wrong in the family, in my concept there is still a big difference between something and something, out of politeness, I did not try to spy on her privacy, but every day I would write a lot of words to encourage her.
Last night, Xia was in a bad mood and didn't want to start broadcasting. She must not have come out of the house yet. She said that only by playing games can she concentrate on stopping thinking about unhappy things, and she said that she would play games. I can understand the importance of this emotional shift.
Ten minutes later, when I was looking for fun in the software, I saw Xia interacting intimately with a boy who liked her in another female anchor's live broadcast room, and Xiu En'ai was also comparing me to him, "Of course, my ** is better than him..." I understood that her loss was only for me.
During this time I have been preparing to write a prose poem for the lost Xia to encourage her. I'm sorry, but last night I sent someone else the poem I wrote for you in a hurry.
This reminds me of who I loved many years ago, always cautious in words and deeds, three times a day, humble and extremely humble. One day her attitude suddenly faded, I could not sleep at night, in the diary to review the time of the day one by one, at three o'clock in the morning finally concluded that she must have been so angry because I forgot to turn on the water for her. Ten years later, I reread my diary and laughed almost breathlessly. It's just turning on the water, and fighting now is not a big deal, ten years ago I was so solemn. But laughing and laughing suddenly burst into tears: in the future I will fall in love again, I will break up again, in a few years I may be married or divorced, maybe a lifetime may be three minutes, but when can I go to hell or heaven again because of a person's one look?
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