Yesterday, insomnia, because did not go swimming after work. Now fear their full physical and spiritual, as a plenty of easy to cranky, so we should look at swimming class to exhaustion. But a few days before the water was choked, his voice a little inflammation, and some fever, did not dare to go swimming, for fear of pneumonia will continue. so could not sleep last night, has been in bed coughing and tossing. forget what Xia Xiang himself, had too much too messy. So to use the phone to read the novel, and soon after reading the Su Tong's Before going to sleep in a text message she received. At that time we just good friends only, there is nothing we rarely contact, but she sent me a text message when insomnia, let me very suddenly. She said she was fear, that when she was home alone and heard the dog kept is called to suspect that at the door. I remember I was such a comfort to her: the fear of normal, I am a person to be afraid when at home. She replied: I think boys do not afraid of anything. I did want to say is: I fear is loneliness and loneliness. but then found no need to say it out loud to talk anything else to change the subject.
long Yesterday, after I sleep, the last thought is to send text messages with her. looked at the time, I am here is 1:40, Beijing is 5:40, if the morning shift, then she should have got up; if night shift, then She should also be seen in a few hours after the SMS. want to say a lot with her, but I can only send one, because she will no longer be back to my messages, so it is only one. Finally, I asked a very bad problem : always feel that there are other reasons? I think you know the answer. I am very confused and sometimes are bastards, always make some strange things, especially when I am confused. But sometimes confusion about Ye Hao, confusion and then I always see myself more than before can also learn more things, such as how to better take care of a person and appreciate a person to love a person. but I am afraid when I mess hurt the feelings of others and trust.
up very early morning , today should be a more busy day, to the club after drinking a cup of coffee feel very excited, so ready to the office to organize the pile of blocks form the archive for a week. I found my hands shake, my heart also some tears I know the coffee at work, the dash is probably too strong. do not feel like this is not practical, but yet had to rely on it to stay awake. the only way to concentrate on work, and it did not spare time to melancholy . until 21:30, the final report e-mail out before wearing headphones and started listening to those sad songs. looking at the calendar on the phone, here today is 271 days, is 364 days with her . In fact, people would only love of romantic calculate these figures have no meaning, especially caught in loneliness and romantic attachment. Now I'm mature, I began to think back, that she likes me mature. But a contradictory but in the hearts of the idea: perhaps ripe to abandon the past, dilute the memories, the more we want to find more be brought back.
fact am still so many reasons, summed up is very simple: love can not be mended, only After the rest of my life waiting for Wildfire re-germination of seeds, trees full of green leaves to repossess. just have a stupid child who is still desperately guarding the glass beads, because he did not know, he has been longing to give up growing up is actually a continuous process . The answer is actually your answer, if you understood the words of piece of text messages.
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