Sometimes, knowing that a love has no results, but deeply love the other party, trapped in it, unable to extricate themselves, convince their own people, but can not comfort their own hearts. Maybe there will be many people like me, who are up and down in love and obsessed.
Falling in love with someone who can't be together, that kind of unforgettable pain is only understood by yourself, the thought of the middle of the night, the call of the dawn, and the heart that is full of holes all the time.
First, blood is thicker than water, and cold blood is not as good as water.
Tonight, the glasses man gave his son a birthday, which I really did not expect, and felt too unexpected.
In fact, my son has had birthdays for so many years, and I have accompanied him, because his father has never given him a birthday, and it should be said that his father does not know when it is his son's birthday.
For the letter written by the child, I deeply feel that the child is accusing his father of inaction, and a father like him is one in the world, and it can even be said that there will not be one in a million miles.
But the one-in-a-million probability is happening in our family, which is a miracle. Logically, a man like him should not marry a woman, he is not a scourge to me alone, but also to a person closer to him, his son.
His son never felt the existence of father's love in his life for more than ten years, because his father never loved his son.
The son spent the past few days with his glasses uncle, he got a fatherly love, he also felt the existence of this fatherly love, this kind of love was something he had never felt when he grew up, for him, it must have been extremely pleasant, and his father's status in his mind became even lower.
Maybe you will say that blood is thicker than water, but blood without affection is a cold blood, and he does not yet have the tenderness of water.
The relationship between the son and the glasses man seems to be developing further, becoming more and more intimate and harmonious.
And my relationship with the glasses man is constantly heating up, and sometimes I have to break through new relationships. And my rationality reminds me at all times, whether it should be or not, I am very embarrassed, because what is left is the final bottom line.
After all, the glasses man is still only about thirty years old, he is younger than me, and this is only one aspect. And can my husband and I get divorced? This is also what I have to think about, because my parents firmly rejected my divorce, there was no room for negotiation, and even forced to die.
What do I do, the reason why I haven't divorced all these years is not because I don't want to divorce, I have struggled many times, and finally I am tired, tired, numb, and confessed.
Maybe the red wine began to ferment in my body, and the more I thought about the problem, the more upset I felt, and I simply wanted to get out of the room and go out for a walk in the late night of early summer...
Second, you see the secret change of the moon.
I walked into the bedroom, I don't know when Lao Wang ran to this room, he and the grandmother slept at the end, kept holding the grandmother in their hands, there was a satisfied smile on their faces, had entered the sweet sleep, and made a series of tearing sounds.
I gently pushed open the door and walked to the courtyard, the moon hanging high in the sky, the whole courtyard was clear and clear, the courtyard was very quiet, probably it had passed the first half of the night.
The yard is not large, only about half an acre of land, in the middle is a big road, the main road branches to both sides of the small road, each path leads to a separate room, that is the temporary home of the person who came to the holiday.
Persimmon trees are planted every few meters on both sides of the road, and between the two trees are tables and stools for people to rest, and they are full every afternoon. People who have been out for a day can drink tea and chat there and enjoy a short and comfortable life.
I unconsciously walked in the courtyard to the room where my son and the glasses man slept. Maybe I want to look at these two people who bother me, maybe I'm just thinking about something that I'm bored with.
Feelings are a complex thing, sometimes you can't control it rationally, and often the more you want to control, it will be more violent, making you more and more painful, this pain is not clear, can not understand.
I was about to turn around and walk away when there was a soft opening sound behind me, it was the glasses man, and it turned out that he had not slept!
He came up and took my hand and said to me, if you can't sleep, let's go out for a walk!
I did not resist, and it is possible that once a person falls in love with a person, there is still the power to resist.
The door was just plugged in, and we lightly opened the door and walked out of this little resort.
Third, the face of the moon is secretly changing.
There is a kind of love, once into the heart, only want to stick together all the time, sometimes you forget who you are, everything moves with the pace of the other party.
The whole town is shrouded in beautiful moonlight, quiet and peaceful, as if living in an isolated place.
Walking to the opposite side of the west gate of the Youjia Garden, there is a stage, which is empty at this time.
The ugly people who once appeared on this stage have probably already fallen asleep, they have represented different life roles, and how many people have left joy and sorrow.
Life may be like acting, walking on the stage will have a wonderful stage, and many of us are the following melon-eating masses, as the plot changes, and accuse or angrily scold the characters in the play.
I don't know what kind of woman I am, and maybe in my monologues and confessions you also have your own judgmental power to think that I am a scumbag, a scumbag who does not deserve sympathy.
In fact, I feel that this is not important to me, what is important is that I dare to face my life and am willing to show my disgraceful side.
We leaned on the shoulders of the glasses man and sat at the front of the center of the stage, as if we were the protagonists of this play, and our love story was not Liang Zhu, nor was romeo and Juliet.
The moon turns in the clouds in the sky, constantly changing its color, and its change is invisible to our naked eyes, but it is secretly changing.
Just sit quietly like this, listening to each other's voices, unwilling to speak, afraid to break the silence of the night... ～
There were a few chicken crows in the distance, and it should have been three days.
The glasses man took out his mobile phone and looked at it, it was more than two o'clock!
I took his hand and said, it's not too early, let's go back, although there are many reluctances, but I still have a little bit of reason.
When I got to the place, the door was not known who had plugged it in, and it was late at night, and I really didn't know if I should knock on the door!