If love can be booked

Happiness seems simple, but it is actually hard to describe. Happiness is like a rare luxury, although it is always within sight. However, in the pursuit of happiness, I have unknowingly slowed down my pace.

If life could erase some memories like an eraser, perhaps my view of the world would not be so extreme, suspicious and rejecting. However, reality cannot be changed, and I can only accept myself as I am, letting those things that should be cherished drift away. But how can I easily take back the emotions I have given?

The days of being unemployed and at home are so free that it makes me panic. Memories like a tide come flooding into my mind, the things I love, hate, cherish, and discard, all flooding into my mind, giving me a headache. I know that everything is just my own fantasy, but thinking about it still makes me confused and my nerves obsessed.

Some people say that time can change everything. I believe it, but I am just curious about what the price of the passing of time is. Habits may be a kind of adjustment of mentality. This kind of life is just less crazy than before, without laughter and noise, but more sentimental and speechless.

I walked to the window and looked at the world. It was beautiful. When the wind blew, it whistled, as if telling the clouds about their thoughts.

Staying at home for a long time inevitably makes me feel tired. I change my shoes, walk out of the house, and blend into the bustling crowd. People are busy running around for their lives. I can't see their expressions clearly. Maybe they are busy for life, or maybe they are persisting for their dreams. And I just hope that my life can be better.

However, the job search process is not smooth, and the resumes I submitted fell into the sea without any response.

The waiting heart is told again and again what you need. Are you disappointed? A little bit. However, when walking on the road of applying for a job, the heart is always full of expectations, and the results are always so unsatisfactory. Is it really like what they say, that I am not mature and steady enough? Not patient and considerate enough? Not generous and elegant enough? Not intellectual and gentle enough?

Leisure time can easily make people fall into contemplation, and contemplation is often accompanied by heartache and tears. I used to think that time can fade all scars. However, as time goes by, I find that those pains are even deeper. I can find many reasons to comfort myself, but I can't really forget the worries hidden in my heart. Perhaps, this is the true portrayal of life.

It's strange that in our busy days, we always look forward to some free time so that we can devote ourselves to the things we love and enrich our hearts. However, when we really have free time, we often feel at a loss, as if the whole world has lost its color. This feeling of being at a loss may be due to the confusion of self-worth and the fear of being ignored.

It's been a long time since I felt like this. I almost forgot that I could feel so lost and sad. How long has it been? I don't miss you or this world.

Tell yourself to love yourself, but always fall into a vortex of self-doubt at some inadvertent moment? Willingly immerse yourself in the world of others, quietly watching their stories, listening carefully to the touching sweet words, and suddenly tears have soaked your eyes. In fact, you are not as indestructible and invulnerable as you imagine. On the contrary, you are very likely to be deeply touched by some insignificant little things, even just another person's experience...

I look forward to the day when, perhaps, the person I imagine will exist.

I thought that no matter when and where, everyone would eventually meet their destined other half. But why do people around me always believe that such a perfect person does not exist? Is it all just an illusory fantasy and an unattainable wish? I once naively believed that as long as I persevered, I would get the desired results. But why do I look like a ridiculous clown in your eyes?

I can't help but ask myself: Am I really that bad? When I blurt out this question, do I reveal the inferiority complex that is difficult to conceal deep in my heart? I am so eager to be recognized by others, but I chose the wrong person to confide in, because you are not the savior who can save me from the dire situation.

I like to make a cup of fragrant coffee every afternoon, listening to pleasant melodies, which can soothe my tired soul. Whenever I feel upset, I can't help but open the song "Pipa Language", whose melody is gentle and melodious with a hint of sadness, and every note seems to touch the softest corner of my heart.

I always habitually rely on someone, knowing clearly the potential sense of loss that this dependence brings. But I still can't help but hope that there will be such a person who can accompany me silently without doing anything when I am sad and painful. Perhaps, this is the desire deep in my heart?

I am used to waiting and being rejected, but it seems that these have become insignificant. However, the long wait with some inexplicable expectations is becoming more and more torturous, as if I am tired of such a life. Unemployment, job hunting... Is there anything more tormenting than this? Rather than forcing myself to do a job that I don't love, I might as well give up, because I don't have the ability to be able to handle a completely unfamiliar field with ease.

In fact, career goals are very simple: to do your best and achieve the best in the field you are most familiar with and love. However, how many people have given up the dream they once pursued because of the pressure of reality?

Some people think that this is too stupid. After all, dreams are always beautiful and full of hope, but reality is often cruel and heartbreaking. In the face of survival and development, people have to consider how to survive first, and then they can talk about pursuing their dreams. So, will I change my original beliefs for the sake of life? I know nothing about this, and sometimes I would rather know nothing.

I have forgotten the original intention of coming to this city. Why is he ignoring me now? What is the motive? Why did he have to come to this city in the first place? He must be foolishly self-righteous. Although I have rejected, expected, and pursued him, I finally came here and chose to come.

I raised my head and looked up at the sky. It was a deep blue with a few leisurely white clouds.

I took out my phone and saw that the time was just past 10:15. I had walked a long way without realizing it, but where was I going? I was at a loss...

"Xiao Xi, Xiao Xi, come out and have fun. Let's meet at the city square in the center of T." During this time, I felt as if I was trapped in an invisible cage, and my mood was so depressed that I could hardly breathe.

Fortunately, I am not alone in this bustling city. In addition to my "boyfriend", I also have a close friend, Lin Xiaoxi. However, since she entered the dream school of T City Middle School as a teacher, we have less and less time together. As for me, I am busy looking for a suitable job every day. My life seems to be caught in an endless cycle, which makes me exhausted.

Lin Xiaoxi sent a voice message with a hint of teasing in her tone, "I just remembered today that you still remember my friend!"

Hearing this, Shen Wanning smiled helplessly. In fact, she knew in her heart that Xiaoxi did not really blame her, but just expressed her dissatisfaction in this way. After all, they used to be good girlfriends who talked about everything and were inseparable, but now they are drifting apart because of their busy schedules.

"No way. I'm busy looking for a job. I'll wait for you at the T City Center Square." Shen Wanning replied quickly, muttering to herself: "This woman, does she feel uncomfortable if she doesn't scold me a few words a day? It makes me feel like I owe her something..." Although he felt a little unhappy, he missed and expected Xiao Xi more.

"Okay, okay, okay, see you later." I also want to go out for some fresh air. These days I have been busy taking care of the students' lives and studies and have neglected the scenery and friends around me. No matter how busy you are at work, you should have time to enjoy life, right?

T City Center Plaza

T The downtown square was crowded and bustling, with a dazzling array of delicious food. Two people were excitedly walking among the crowd with candied haws and ice cream in their hands, and kept muttering: "Look, there are so many delicious foods. What day is today? Why are there so many people?"

Indeed! They looked at each other and sighed in unison: "Yes, why do we feel like we are isolated from the world?" This feeling became stronger and stronger. One stayed at school all day long, studying hard, while the other stayed at home every day without going out.

It has been a long time since I went out to play so crazy. It seems that we were so happy at that time that we could think about nothing. However, now we should not only think about how to do our own work well, but also learn how to manage some necessary interpersonal relationships. After leaving school, we have more things to learn. Who can be naive forever? Who can live forever in the ivory tower you gave us?

"Isn't it? Since graduation, I've never been so recklessly crazy again. It's like I've passed that age." Shen Wanning was quite touched. She felt that she was old, her heart was old, and she was particularly prone to sadness.

"Why are you so sentimental today? Is there something wrong?" Lin Xiaoxi asked softly with a smile on her face. Seeing that the other party remained silent, she did not ask any more questions. After all, everyone has their own secrets and privacy.

"No." Shen Wan Ning tried to control her inner emotions and forced herself to act strong. She didn't say anything because she didn't want her to worry about her own affairs. Everyone has their own life, so why should she impose her own troubles on her?

"I just missed you, why didn't you come to see me?" Shen Wanning hugged her.

"I'm also in a state of panic right now." Lin Xiaoxi pouted and muttered. Nowadays, children generally mature too early and are extremely naughty and mischievous, which makes her gradually feel overwhelmed.

"What's wrong?" I was so busy looking for a job that I forgot to call Lin Xiaoxi. I don't know much about her current situation. I only know that she didn't return to her alma mater to work, but chose to go to No. 1 Middle School. Maybe it was because of him?

"Nothing, I just feel a little uncomfortable at the beginning. Who said that teachers have the easiest job? Students are really a headache sometimes." When it comes to students, Lin Xiaoxi has a headache. What's wrong with students nowadays? After the first class, they all call her a beautiful teacher, which she can accept. But what's even more outrageous is that they even say that she and Zhu Mingjun are a perfect match, which makes her feel very embarrassed every time she sees him and embarrassed to look him in the eye.

"It's okay. I believe you are the best. You like children so much, there must be no problem. After all, we have suddenly changed from students to office workers, and it is normal to have some psychological gap. Don't worry, everything will be fine." Shen Wanning comforted softly. She has always been good with children. Perhaps this is what people call talent.

"Hi, Teacher Lin." He thought he was seeing her from a distance. He saw two people walking towards him, each holding a string of candied haws and an ice cream in their hands, laughing, talking, and strolling without any scruples, as if they had completely forgotten the world around them.

"Teacher Zhu? What a coincidence, why are you here?" Lin Xiaoxi suddenly felt embarrassed. Why did he appear here? And his shadow just appeared in her mind.

"I didn't expect to meet you here." Zhu Mingjun's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a faint smile. He seemed to be used to her always being able to easily attract his attention, but he never thought that he would meet her in this place, and in such a special way. In the sunshine, your smile is beautiful, as warm as the spring breeze, intoxicating and unable to extricate oneself. At this moment, she is like a blooming flower, exuding a charming fragrance.