After rebirth, I am with my rival

, choose SF Express in the same city.

The courier fee is expensive for a reason. Tang Dou placed the order in the morning, and the things arrived in the afternoon. Tang Dou signed for the courier, put the things in the bedroom at will, and then went to the study to continue drawing his own comics.

Before leaving, Lin Zeqian told Tang Dou not to cook again, because Tang Dou's hands belonged to an artist, and they should not be touched easily, let alone be contaminated by these worldly things, so cooking or something, Please leave it to Lin Ze to do it.

Hearing Lin Ze's earnest request, Tang Dou, who had always doted on Lin Ze, readily agreed.

Nonsense, I have already tried it yesterday, thanks to the online hype about those dishes, who knows that it is useless to Lin Ze.Since it was useless, he was not interested in going to the kitchen again.

Tang Dou admitted quite frankly that when it comes to cooking, Lin Ze's cooking is still delicious.

He already misses Lin Ze's dishes a little.

In the evening, it was indeed Lin Ze who came back to cook. The meals were all Tang Dou's familiar recipes, and they also had a familiar taste.

After dinner, Lin Ze originally wanted to watch TV with Tang Dou in his arms, but Tang Dou rushed him to take a bath.

When he went in, halfway through his clothes, Lin Ze remembered that he didn't bring a change of clothes.

Lin Ze originally wanted to ask Tang Dou to bring it in for him, but after thinking about it, he went out by himself.

Tang Dou was wearing soft black|cat ears on his head, and a half-revealing black cat uniform on his body. He was lying on the head of the bed, turned his head, pouted his buttocks, and put his tail on himself with difficulty.

At the other end of the tail is a small daisy that is struggling to bloom.

The irritation made Lin Ze's eyes turn red.

Damn, why do I need to take a shower, change clothes, save money, I'm going to eat meat and start a meat fight for [-] rounds, no one is allowed to stop me! ! !

That night, in the bedroom of Tang Dou's house, vague and ambiguous sounds did not gradually subside until the early morning light. After a while, they turned into the sound of drizzling water and slight breathing.

The exhausted Tang Dou had already closed his eyes and fell asleep. He smelled the familiar scent of mint on the tip of his nose, and rubbed Lin Ze's chest affectionately. The sound of his warm breathing gradually coincided with Lin Ze's heartbeat.

After a week, Tang Dou, who was finally full again, fell asleep until the sun was rising, and finally succumbed to his growling stomach, and woke up from the dark and sweet sleep with difficulty.

Tang Dou got up yawning, and smelled the familiar smell of rice before he reached the living room. He lazily walked into the kitchen, hugged Lin Ze's waist from behind, put his face on his generous back, and muttered: " Why didn't you go to work today?"

Today is neither a weekend nor a holiday. It stands to reason that Lin Ze should be working in the company now, so how can he prepare delicious food for himself in the kitchen.

Lin Ze turned his head and kissed the tip of Tang Dou's nose: "Today is our seventh wedding anniversary｜day, I asked for leave, and I will take you out after dinner."

When Tang Dou came out, he just put on Lin Ze's shirt casually. Hearing Lin Ze's words, he sighed contentedly: "But I want to sleep today." His fingers brushed his waist suggestively.

In the end, they still didn't go out of the house that day, and the bed in the bedroom, after last night, sang lively harmony all day again.

From dawn to dusk, and from dusk to dawn again, one rotation of the earth is completed in some kind of unspeakable movement, bringing a new dawn.

At dawn, Tang Dou finally fell asleep again contentedly, and Lin Ze, who carried Tang Dou to clean up, was grateful in his heart.

Fortunately, I ate vegetarian food for a week, and at the same time strengthened my daily fitness intensity, and well preserved my strong physical strength.

Otherwise, I'm really afraid that I won't be able to meet Tang Dou's needs.

Lin Ze smiled, and placed a soft kiss on Tang Dou's forehead.

It doesn't matter, what kind of pot and lid we have, at worst, I will exercise more in the future, and eat more deer antler and kidney treasure.

The steam in the bathroom quickly covered the figure of the person inside. After cleaning carefully, the two hugged each other and fell asleep on the bed.

#Lin Ze today is still Lin Ze who is worried about his kidneys. #

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The day before the seventh wedding anniversary, Luo Mile called Pei Yuchu who had been working overtime at the company for three consecutive days: Get a divorce.

In a marriage relationship without love, in the seven years of long-distance running and consumption, not only did not precipitate the mellow wine that belongs to the years, but it was extremely boring and boring.

Luo Mile was already tired.

After a long silence, the man on the other end of the phone said hoarsely, "Okay."

In the lonely office, the curling sparks have never been extinguished.

The next day, Luo Mile waited for an hour at the gate of the Civil Affairs Bureau, but what he waited for was the news of Pei Yuchu's car accident.

Luo Mile: I'm afraid you are kidding me.

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Pei Yuchu has encountered three particularly lucky things in his life.

At the age of 21, he fell in love with a man with stars in his eyes.

In 25 years, he took him home at the scene of a blind date.

At the age of 32, he forgot about him an hour before the divorce, and went back to the age of 21 when he first met him.

This time, he learned how to love a teenager.

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Li Ran and Gu Ziye are well-known rivals in the circle, every time they meet they have to politely pinch each other.

From who eats a bowl of rice more than who in kindergarten, to fighting for a one-point difference in the exam.

Even the mobile phone shortcut keys are set with each other's numbers - in order to contact and mock each other at the first time.

After graduating, Gu Ziye founded a company and became a well-known young entrepreneur in Qingzhou City. Li Ran entered the entertainment circle, waiting to hit Gu Ziye with a statuette.

Until one day, when Li Ran was drunk, he accidentally pressed the phone, and Gu Ziye's cold and ascetic voice rang out on the other end of the phone.

A month later, Li Ran was dumbfounded with the B-ultrasound report in the hospital.

In the quiet coffee shop, Li Ran and Gu Ziye sat opposite each other.

The right hand with clear and slender jade joints was resting on the still flat abdomen, with a sneer in the corner of his mouth, Li Ran said coolly: "It's getting cold, let me tell you a ghost story."This is your second dad.

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☆, Fanwai (No.1 name)

My name is Lin Ze, Shuangmu Lin, Ze of the swamp.I have a secret, I am in love with my bamboo horse.I am male.Of course, he is also a man.Unfortunately, I love him, but he doesn't love me, so this secret has become a swamp that traps me. I am deeply stuck in it, unable to escape, but I am willing to enjoy it.

When Tang Dou and I met, we were at the age when everyone didn’t know what to do. Children at that age naturally eat when they are hungry, sleep when they are sleepy, and lie on the bed in a daze when they wake up, or play with spitting. Bubbles, you don’t need to be taken care of, and you can be very happy by yourself.

24 hours a day, eating and drinking are all done in a crib. Occasional quarrels can kill people, especially children who are always easily awakened in the middle of the night, so that the father and mother who take care of themselves are not at peace all day long. I can't even sleep.

In the first year, in order to take good care of me, my mother lost at least ten catties. The round baby fat disappeared, and the chin became thinner. In the days and nights of crying that followed, everything was completely consumed, and even a lot of it was posted upside down.

The above things were all said by my mother one day when I was in elementary school.

The weather was fine that day, the orange-red sunset came in through the glass windows, reflecting a gorgeous glow on the ground, the buzzing sound of the old electric fan, and the creaking and creaking sounds of bicycles passing by unintentionally downstairs. Together, gradually there is a certain charm of life.

The mother who came back from get off work was humming softly while making dinner in the kitchen. The blue apron was tied around her body, outlining her slender waist.

The fresh pork ribs on the chopping board were chopped into pieces, and then put neatly by the mother into a plate with blue patterns on a white background, ready to be cooked at any time.

My mother always said that if children want to grow taller, they must eat more milk and ribs, so these two foods can always be seen on the dining table at home.

I got out of school early, and my homework was done at school. I put down my schoolbag and went to the kitchen to help my mother.

My mother casually stuffed a small piece of tomato into my mouth, touched my forehead with her cool fingers, with a smile on the corner of her eyes, and said: "Stinky boy, treat me and your dad better in the future, do you understand?" .”

As soon as I clenched my upper and lower teeth, the sweet and sour taste of tomatoes exploded in my mouth, bringing a shudder on my tongue. I responded, "Okay."

At that time, I found that adults sometimes involuntarily exaggerated certain aspects of things, and described a trivial matter as if it was a comedy being played in a movie theater, deliberately making people laugh.

I found out, but had no desire to argue the truth.

In fact, I was precocious since I was a child, and I had my own thinking before my mother found out or didn't find out.

Other people's one-year-old children are still biting their fingers and giggling all day long. I have learned to sit on the edge of the crib alone and avoid their drooling and finger-sucking behavior.

One thing my mother said was right, I was not gregarious enough since I was a child, because it was hard for me to imagine them laughing or crying and suddenly spitting milk on me.

I would probably be tempted to drive them home.

The first kid I was willing to play with was Tang Dou.

Tang Dou is one year younger than me. He is the son of the aunt next door. Everyone calls him Doudou, so I also call him Doudou. He calls me Brother Xiaoze.

I never had a brother before.

The mother is the only child in the family. Although the father has a younger brother, he only gave birth to a daughter.The little cousin was too squeamish by her uncle's family, and she was used to being self-centered. When something went wrong, she would cry and make a lot of noise, attracting all the adults to support her.

It was the same that day, I have forgotten the cause of the incident, I only remember the little cousin who closed her eyes and howled dryly, and the uncle who rushed over when she heard the voice, and called her darling dearly.

The little cousin hid in my aunt's arms and made faces at me triumphantly.

I have no interest in crying in front of adults, nor do I have the hobby of pretending to be sensible to children. I keep silent, keep my head empty, and let them say things that are not in line with the status of elders without arguing.

Later, I thought, it was probably because my mother and I were not close enough to these relatives, and we were unwilling to say the same things about the parents as they did.

My mother came in a hurry and saw that I was silent, surrounded by those relatives who maintained the relationship by blood. My appearance was pitiful. The mother with a soft and loving heart broke the teacup in hand, hugged me and left, her eyes were red all the way.

I had very little contact with children. At that time, most of my impressions of my peers were except for the little fat man who suddenly spit up milk while smiling, and the little cousin who always cried to attract the attention of adults.

So much so that after I got to know Tang Dou, when I found out that he neither spit milk nor cried at the top of his throat, I was pleasantly surprised.

I don't know if Doudou also feels this way, because after seeing me for the first time, he unexpectedly likes to cling to me.

When eating, come to my house with a bowl and sit in a row with me. When you are tired from walking, you reach out to me for a hug. When you smile, your eyes narrow into a small slit, and then the ending sound is prolonged, and you cry softly and glutinously. I am "Brother Ozawa".

I was almost at a loss.

I used to think that spitting up milk and crying were the most powerful weapons for children. After I met Doudou, I realized that there is a kind of person who just smiles at you and calls "brother" obediently, and you will bend down willingly , Carried him home without complaint.

Even when he was laughing, the front teeth that just fell out last night were still whirring and leaking the steep cold spring wind.

My mother is very happy to see me and Doudou getting along well.I know that she is always worried that I will be alone, afraid that I will have no friends to talk to, and there will be some problems in my heart.

Although I am precocious, I still can't understand where my mother's worries come from. In my eyes, if people's group behavior is a choice to seek warmth, staying alone is a kind of freedom. And the yearning for privacy|privacy.

But it doesn't matter if I can't understand my mother's mood, as long as I know that my mother likes it very much and is willing for me to get close to Doudou, that's enough.

At that time, I already regarded Doudou as my younger brother, the kind I loved dearly in my heart.

Doudou and I are almost inseparable.

After spending more time together, I quickly discovered that Doudou is not what I thought, he just likes to cling to me.

We are very different.

Doudou is afraid of the dark, Doudou doesn't like doing homework, Doudou doesn't like walking, and Doudou hates summer.But Doudou likes to be with me.

It's very warm to sleep with Doudou in my arms, and I can do homework for two people quickly. Doudou is very light, and I don't feel tired at all when walking with him on my back. But Doudou hates summer, so I don't know what to do.

By the way, Doudou likes to eat ice. When I grow up, I will make delicious ice for Doudou every day, so that every summer in the future will become sweet and cool.

In this way, Doudou will like summer.

Doudou and I got along unexpectedly well. We played marbles together, played games together, ate and told stories together, and drew villains with pencils in books together.

Doudou always took the trouble to draw two little people holding hands, and then pointed to one of them, and told me in a childlike voice, "This is brother Xiaoze, and brother Xiaoze is holding me. "

I will always remember the way he squinted his eyes and smiled at me, his face was red, the baby fat on both sides was squeezed into a small ball, and the long eyelashes were curled up and black, revealing the leaky hair that hadn’t grown yet. front teeth.

When she found that her teeth were leaking, Doudou stretched out her fleshy little hand to cover her mouth, she looked aggrieved, looked at me uneasily with wet eyes, and softly called out, "Brother Ozawa" with a slightly indistinct cry.He also stretched out a hand to cover my eyes, preventing me from seeing his missing front tooth.

The little hand with a little milk fragrance gently covered my eyes, my heart felt like being punched by someone covering my head, it was stuffy and swollen, my chest was pressed so hard that I couldn't even breathe;

It's like being poured with the cup of sweet honey water that the kindergarten teacher just brewed. Just smelling the smell in the air makes people tremble with sweetness;

It's more like the bubbling hot water that my mother puts on the stove after dinner. It's foggy and noisy, revealing a little unknown joy and joy.

He is so cute.

I pursed my lips, pulled Doudou's soft hand, and led him home.

The happiest days of Doudou and I stayed in the first grade. On an ordinary day that year, I left with my parents and went to a strange country to live a life without Doudou.

At that time, I didn't know what parting meant. I used to think that Doudou and I would always walk at one end of the straight line. Even if there were occasional separations in the middle, we would still be happy forever as in fairy tales. live together.

But I don't know that parting is like a hot period, falling impartially in the middle of the straight line, and we become two rays running in opposite directions.

Before that day, I had never tasted parting, and after that day, I never had the chance to part again.It was probably my punishment for leaving without saying goodbye.

After a long journey, my parents and I settled in country J.

I have always been a person who goes with the flow and doesn't pay much attention to the surrounding environment. Even so, the unfamiliar environment and the unfamiliar language have taught me a lot.

The next day, I went with my parents to the welcome party organized by the Chinese People’s Organization. I couldn’t get used to the great enthusiasm shown at the meeting for a moment. While my parents were connecting with others, I sat quietly in the corner and ate.

Then I met old K.

Old K was not called Old K, but Little K. He was about the same age as Doudou.

I always pay attention to him unconsciously, and through his presence, I miss Doudou who is still in China.

Old K is a self-acquaintance, speaking with a little childlike innocence and a bit of pretentious sophistication, seeing me always looking at him, unilaterally declaring that we are good friends, and even leaving me his own communication method.

"The communication between adults is the business of adults, and has nothing to do with us children. I am developing a social relationship that belongs to our children."

If he could stop his eating speed a little while he said this, and wipe his greasy mouth, I would probably praise him.

Later, Old K and I often met at various parties, and gradually became familiar with each other.

The rebellious period of teenagers soon appeared on Old K after entering junior high school.

With colorfully dyed hair, talking back to parents in various ways, deliberately not doing homework, and whistling at passing girls.

For this reason, Old K's parents often complained to his mother during gatherings.

At another gathering, old K reached out to stop me, and said with a deep face, he is now a mature adult, and he should have a title that belongs to himself and his little friends. At this time, he was handsome and calm.

I took a sip of the juice, rested my mind, and waited for his next words.

Old K rubbed his chin in distress, pulled his strangely dyed hair again and again, then patted his head, and said happily: "From now on, I will be called Old K."

Before I could speak, old K smacked the new name he had just chosen several times. The more he thought about it, the more satisfied he was. Voice.

I am noncommittal about old K's naming ability and level, but I miss Doudou a little bit.

I decided to go back home.

The author has something to say: Memories kill.

☆, Fanwai (No.1 name)

If the parting was never caught off guard, the return seemed deliberate.My mother was worried about my return to China, and her soft motherly heart made it impossible for her to let me live alone, even though I swore that I could take good care of myself.

In order to reassure my mother, I promised my mother that I would not go back until I was in high school.

Maybe it's because of thoughts in my heart, sometimes the days go by very fast, in the blink of an eye, several days pass by, and suddenly they pass by very slowly, there is a thick stack of calendars hanging on the wall, waiting for people to write them down tear off.

Finally, the day of returning home came quietly.

Before leaving, old K came to see me off.

Old K's rebellious period came and went quickly. His hair color, which made people feel dizzy in the early years, is now classified as black history by him. He is anxious to anyone who dares to mention it to him.

Wearing a crisp denim shirt, the day old K came to see me was fine. I was thinking about Doudou, who I would see soon, and there was a hint of warmth on my face. give me a bottle of beer.

I know what he means.I haven't seen each other for many years, and it's the countless friendships I made when I was young. After so many years, I ran back so eagerly, there are too many uncertain factors.

It's just that compared to seeing me running back again in the end, with a look of loneliness and forbearance, old K still raised his glass to wish me that I can get what I want.

I don't want to talk more about the friendship between Doudou and me. Some things, I think Doudou and I feel the same way.

In order to reassure old K, I drank the bottle of wine, and then, with the smell of alcohol all over my body, I carried my suitcase and embarked on the journey back.

The moment I got off the plane and set foot on the land of Huaguo again, I was blown all over my face by the familiar summer heat, listening to the familiar dialect in my ears, I was stunned for a moment.

After leaving for too long, everything has changed as far as the eye can see.

The tree-lined path is covered by winding asphalt roads, and the ice cream stalls on the side of the road have been transformed into a new type of shopping mall. The beautiful stars on the advertising screen are so unfamiliar that it makes people puzzled.

I put on my mask, looked up at the fiery sky, and walked slowly into the crowd.

I entered Tang Dou's class, and after many years, I finally became classmates with him again.I hesitated for a moment, and did not immediately go to him and confess everything.

It's been many years since I've been so bewildered, clumsy like a young boy in love.I want Doudou to be as close to me as before, but I am afraid that the current self is no longer what he liked back then.

It's just the turbulent and enthusiastic mood in my heart, which still makes me want to talk to him.You can say anything, you can say anything, I saw him writing in a serious manner with a straight posture, and the longing that had been accumulated in my heart for many years came flooding in, almost completely submerging me.

I miss him so much.I fucking miss him.

Before the physical education class, I blocked him in the corridor, almost overflowing with joy to meet again, but clumsily did not know how to explain my identity to him.

I'm a little frustrated.

Before we met Mingming, there were thousands of words I wanted to say to Doudou, to tell him about the haste of leaving that year, and to tell him how much I miss you over the years.

I want to tell him that I am still his brother Ozawa, I will always hold his hand and send him home, I will always be by his side and be his best friend.

I really met each other, but I feel that it is not appropriate to say any sentence, and I can't satisfy myself with any sentence as the beginning.

I traced the eyebrows and eyes of the person in front of me inch by inch with my sight, feeling a little disappointed in my heart.

Many years have passed, the baby fat on Doudou's face has disappeared, and the young brows and eyes are full of youthful vigor and vitality, which is more dazzling than the sun in the sky; but she used to smile every time she saw me eyes, but now with a bit of vigilant sizing and strangeness.

Tracing the movements of Doudou's eyebrows and eyes, I hesitated, carefully distinguishing the expression in his eyes.

strangeness?

I hesitate.

Maybe Doudou just didn't recognize me for a while?

I opened my mouth silently, and the words I wanted to say were suddenly blocked in my throat.

The joy in my heart was like a balloon being pricked by a needle, puffing out, unspeakable sourness spread in the bottom of my heart, the sharp knife pierced my heart a little cold and painful.

I closed my eyes and urged myself to speak quickly.

Don't be silent, don't be silent, don't be disappointed too early, don't be sad alone.

Hurry up, talk faster, hurry up, he's impatient, and he's leaving soon.

Faster.faster.

I opened my mouth, I looked at him, I remembered the old days of those years, I remembered the way he smiled at me, I remembered his childish voice saying that we will be together forever, with a hoarse voice, I said: " Doudou, I miss you very much."

I miss you very much, waking up late at night through countless windy dreams, separated by the crowded sea of ​​people, separated by the long old days.

So, did you hear that?

I clenched my fists, my heart trembled a little, but what I said was like a blank sigh, floating into the wind, so broken that no one could see it, no one could touch it, and no one was willing to give the response I wanted.

Someone's shout came from a distance, Tang Dou responded with his head, gave me a strange look in his eyes, and then left quickly without saying anything, leaving me alone on the spot.

The bright sunlight sprayed wantonly on my body through the gaps in the corridor, bringing an unexpected warmth.

The shadow made a blurred trace under my body, I stared blankly at his back as he left without hesitation, pressed my right hand on the left chest hesitantly, and laughed softly after a while.

You see, I'll just say it, no one wants to give me a response.

It doesn't matter, I guess, you didn't mean to forget, if you remember, you will throw yourself into my arms like before, smile and act like a baby to me, and then call me softly, "Brother Ozawa."

It doesn't matter, I don't care at all, it's just that the heart is a little uncomfortable, swollen, sour, and numb.It will be fine soon.I promise.

I looked down at the huddled shadow at my feet, and stepped on it.

I'm not sad, I'm just, a little bit lost.

I seem to have missed you.

Obviously, I'm already back.

When I got home at night, I talked to my mother on the phone.

There is a [-]-hour time difference between China and J. In order not to affect my night rest, my mother got up early and called me in time.

I sat in front of the balcony, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar lights of Wanjia below, and told my mother good news but not bad news.

My mother asked me to go to Aunt Tang's house to meet them. I remembered the scene in the corridor today and suddenly lost my voice.

Wait, wait, wait until he thinks of me, I will appear in front of him again, and then tell him with a smile, your brother Ozawa is back to protect you.

Not yet, he hasn't thought of me yet, he still doesn't know who Lin Ze is.

I clenched the phone tightly, remembering the complicated look in old K's eyes when he sent me away, and smiled wryly.

I don't know what I'm insisting on, but I know, I don't want him to forget me.

I can not be reconciled.

How can I be reconciled.

How could I be willing.

"Tang Dou, can you come out for a while? I have something to tell you."

She is a very beautiful girl with a sweet voice and a warm smile. She blushes with embarrassment when she is called Tang Dou's name.

Tang Dou laughed and scolded those troublemakers while gently accompanying her to leave.

By coincidence, I followed.

They went to the playground, walked around the plastic track, and soon came to a shade, and stood still.

The sunset that day was beautiful, warm orange and rose red complement each other, splashing a beautiful landscape on the earth, the girl blushed, raised her head slightly, opened and closed her lips, as if she was talking about something.

The soft long hair brushed his cool fingertips, the girl hugged him, Doudou did not refuse.

They are so well matched.

I stood there for a long time, but I didn't realize that the teaching director was behind me. Doudou saw it, and when she came over, she pushed me hard, and said to me, "Get out" with disgust on her face.

I froze for a moment, then smiled.

He spoke to me today.

It's just that when I was eating dinner alone, I suddenly felt a little sad.

In fact, I also have something to say to Doudou.

Doudou was criticized by the teacher, because he was caught by the teaching director for "puppy love", he took on all the things with his own strength, and wanted to pick the girl out.

I know that he doesn't like her, but this does not prevent him from protecting her out of gentlemanly demeanor, and hating me as a "whistleblower".

When I was a student, the most annoying thing was probably the kind of person who complained to the teacher.

Unexpectedly, in Doudou's heart, I also caught up with the fashion and became a "knife" in the teacher's hand.I thought bitterly.

I didn't try to justify it, nor did I have the opportunity to do so.

He hates me, he refuses my approach, he doesn't believe what I call "accidental", he looks impatient with me.

He didn't remember who "Brother Ozawa" was, he only knew that the new transfer student Lin Ze was a nuisance.

Very annoying, very annoying, always dangling in front of him, trying to pull his pigtails, and then secretly tell the teacher, causing him to be criticized.

This kind of villain's behavior is really contemptible.

For the first time, I didn't leave behind him after school in the afternoon.

It doesn't matter if he doesn't remember me, because I know he didn't mean it. If he remembers, Doudou will be more sad than me.But Doudou hates me. This time, I'm really sad.

That night I had a dream, and there was Doudou and me in the dream. When we were young, he lay on my back and said with a smile, Brother Ozawa, we will always be each other's best friends.

I was very happy, I walked into the crowd with Doudou on my back, and soon merged into the sea of ​​people.

The expressions of the people in the crowd were numb. They were walking in mid-air, and each person's feet were a tiny speck of dust.

Once people leave the dust, they will fall from the air, fall into the soil, fall out of the clouds, and finally sit on the ground covering their faces and crying, like a child who lost his favorite toy.

Doudou disappeared, and there was no one on my back. I looked at everything around me blankly, with a dull pain in my heart, but my eyes couldn't shed tears.

After waking up, I finally realized that for so many years, in my day-to-day miss, this relationship has already started to deteriorate.

It's just that I figured it out a little too late.

After he already started to hate me.

I sat in front of a chair on the balcony, riding in the cool dew, looking at the thick night in the distance, and silently lit a few cigarettes.

I once thought that I would build a gorgeous castle for my prince. Flowers of different shapes are blooming in the garden all year round. The place where the fragrance of flowers can spread is the prince’s bedroom. I am next to him, as long as He reached out and tapped on the wall, and I could hear his voice clearly.

The green grape vines outside the window are entwined on the swing frame, and the birds that have settled down temporarily are chirping and singing. When the autumn wind blows, we sit leisurely on the swing, tasting the sweet and sour flavors in the moonlight like water.

Probably the simplest thing in this world is wishful thinking, and the hardest thing to achieve is to get what you want.I am planning our castle, my dear prince, but what he longs for is the large green forest outside the castle.

Orioles sang songs tirelessly on the branches, and even the passing breeze brought the news of freedom with the bitter breath of green grass.

Oh, by the way, there may be a poor princess in the forest, wearing a complicated long dress stained with ashes, holding a unique crystal shoe, quietly waiting for the prince to appear.

From then on, the knight guarding the prince lost his name.

I thought, I will never believe in fairy tales again.

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He seems to hate me more and more. Every time I haven't had time to approach, he will always avoid me, and the crowd around me will disperse.

I stood where I was, watching Doudou's back turned to me when she left, and I became more and more sad.

Playing games at the class reunion, someone called me to play together, I have never been interested in these things, I wanted to refuse, but seeing Tang Dou being dragged to sit down, I swallowed my refusal, I nodded: "Okay .”

Seeing that I agreed, the people beside me looked like they had seen a ghost, so I sat down beside Doudou without explaining.

He stood up and changed seats with the person next to him calmly.

I drank down a glass of beer.

The beginning of the game is a very naive truth or dare.

The game started soon, I watched Doudou one seat away from the corner of my eye, empty wine bottles wandered around, and after a few rounds, the crowd suddenly fell silent.

I looked down and the bottle was facing me.

"The truth." I hope to have this opportunity to tell him the truth, even if he doesn't care at all.

Everyone pushed and shoved, and someone asked what seemed to be the safest and most frequently asked question: "Lin Ze, do you have someone you like?"

I paused, looked away from the corner of my eye, and looked down at the empty wine glass in my hand, with soft emotions overflowing from the bottom of my heart.I whispered: "Yes."

Not only that, I was peeking at him just now.

Did you find out?

I suddenly thought badly, what would you do if you found out, and what would Doudou do if Doudou found out.

Another round of the game started, this time the bottle was aimed at Tang Dou.

"Sincerely."

"Hey!" Tang Dou has always had a good relationship with everyone in the class, and his bachelor appearance, who is not afraid to ask questions at all, drew boos from everyone: "No, no