Dog Diary

In the second half of the movie, I was so restless that I couldn't even smile awkwardly, and I always unconsciously leaned to the side from the corner of my eye.

I also always feel that the eyes on the side are looking at me from time to time.

The fingers in the pockets kept rubbing each other. I was a little restless, and finally I simply pulled up the hat on my clothes and put it on my head, cutting off all the dangerous connections.

By the time the movie ended, my hands were hot and sticky with sweat.I hid my body in my clothes and hat like a turtle, and walked towards the exit with my head down.

I kept telling myself in my heart: Don't look back, you and he are facing the sky when you go out of this door - each side walks.

Tao Ying probably didn't expect that I would be so indifferent, completely ignoring his existence.After walking for a while, he took the initiative to pull my sleeve from behind when he left the entrance of the screening hall.

"Huh?" I looked back and asked coldly, "What's the matter?"

"Let's have lunch together, let's go eat hot pot." With a smile in his eyes, he tempted me with an affirmative answer.

I remember that he likes hot pot the most, and he always complains about the smell of hot pot after eating.Both of us like fried black hairy belly, he doesn't like mutton and coriander, and he can't eat shrimp slippery when we are with him, because he is allergic to shrimp...

But I still like to eat hot pot with him.The steaming heat makes people seem drunk, cooking and eating together, there is an illusion of a family.I used to think that even if I didn't eat shrimp slippery for the rest of my life, I would be willing.

The two of us spent the Spring Festival last year together.Two people who are alone and wandering outside, make a companion during the family reunion to keep each other warm.

In fact, to be precise, we just had a hot pot meal together on New Year's Eve, and then made an appointment to watch a movie together on New Year's Day.But it was enough to keep me warm and happy for a holiday.

What he doesn't know is that last year I deliberately stayed with him.

At the time before the Spring Festival holiday, colleagues were eager to return to their hearts, actively discussing and coordinating the vacation arrangements, but he was the only one who was indifferent.I checked carefully the information summary form that the company unified to help you book tickets, but there was no information about him.

"Aren't you going home for Chinese New Year?" I pretended to be passing by and asked him casually.Tao Ying shook her head slightly, took a sip of coffee and continued working.Then I asked my colleagues in the administration department to cross my name off the form.

He never seemed to want to talk about family matters.He didn't tell me and I didn't ask.I once thought that if he lacks a warmth, I can give him double comfort.

But now, he no longer needs my consolation.

"Sorry, I have an appointment." After being in a trance for two seconds, I still soberly refused.

A strange color flashed in Tao Ying's expectant eyes, she looked at me in disbelief and then lowered her eyes.The loss visible to the naked eye was written on his face, and he murmured to himself: "Is this so..."

Taking retreat as an advance is his usual tactic, even if it is seen through, it will not affect its effect.Because people often don't see a beauty being wronged, as long as he frowns and wipes away tears, the stars in the sky would like to pick him up.

Just when I was weak-willed and almost compromised, the ringing of the phone was like a basin of cold water, waking up my redundant pity.

"Hey, okay, I'll be right there." I made up a few random sentences into the phone, then turned my head and said "goodbye" to Tao Ying, and walked out quickly without looking back.

When I passed in front of him, I clearly felt the disappointment and grievance of being left behind.

Frankly speaking, except for a little pleasure of revenge, I know very well that someone else will soon help him to soothe this trivial discomfort I gave.

So, goodbye Tao Ying!

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