Although the clock has reached nine o'clock. Still craving a bowl of beef ramen.
Thinking and doing are two different things.
I just thought about it, and then I took a shower and lay on the bed, feeling more and more hungry. Want to eat, biscuits, bread, milk are all on the table, but I can't eat.
Just want to eat ramen.
So, the taste of ramen is constantly beautified in my heart, as if it is the most delicious food in the world.
I didn't have the guts to get up just to eat a bowl of ramen. This is my laziness.
In order not to let the brain stay on "eating". I deliberately shifted the topic to think about other problems.
About the definition of happiness.
When I have nothing, I want to have many things.
kinship, friendship, love.
Desire to love and try to love.
I hope to get attention, and I hope everyone around me is happy.
My memory is particularly strange, and I often remember things that are ignored by others.
Sadness is inspired writing. To develop this mood, I need to listen to a lot of sad songs. Causes everything I write to be filled with sadness.
(Love can't get it)
Today is her third night on duty.
It's quiet all around.
Her task is to answer calls from the audience. Answer their questions.
Most of the time, she plays the role of a psychiatrist to comfort those hurt hearts.
Somebody has fallen out of love.
On the phone, I cried so much.
Someone was scolded by the leader and had no place to vent.
roared on the phone.
Others just want to talk.
She is like an angel who cleans up the broken situation in the dark night, absorbing bad moods and emotions from all directions.
Someone asked her a long time ago, what should I do if I fall in love with someone who I want to love but dare not, and who obviously can't get close but can't help but want to get close.
She holds the microphone. I was stunned for a while and didn't know how to answer.
At that time she was only 23 years old.
Haven't experienced love yet. So I still don't understand the deep helplessness of love. He just tilted his head slightly, thought for a while, and said softly, knowing that there will be no results, then give up.
The person on the other end of the phone cried.
Two years later, she also started a relationship. It's her colleague. The two have been together for a long time, and it seems logical to fall in love. The word "long-term love" is not appropriate to describe it.
She never felt how much she loved him. It's just that when I'm old, he seems to be the only person who can match her spare time.
We have been talking together for seven years.
It should be time to discuss marriage, but the two of them have not spoken for a long time.
He has a very good friend. He also often invites friends to come out to play together.
Even when two people are dating, that friend will follow behind wisely and always keep a distance of five meters apart.
She looked back at that friend several times.
Although he is not handsome, he is still eye-catching.
He kept his head down and played with his mobile phone, turning a deaf ear to their existence. She couldn't help being curious about him.
Know that his job is the sales industry.
Know that he is from the north of China.
I know he likes to wear white clothes, white sneakers
I like to drink unsweetened coffee.
Habit of touching nose.
Get to know him better and pay more attention to him.
Sometimes things like feelings are really hard to explain. Ben was bored for a while, so he thought about studying him, with a hint of a joke. Unexpectedly, he fell into it.
She fell in love with him. Boyfriend's best friend.
So every morning, she always intentionally made two extra bowls of porridge, and gave it to him as well.
Go out to eat and play. When her boyfriend didn't mention him, she would remind her next to her, or else, ask him to come together, the three of them will have a lot of fun.
Over time, it will be grandiose.
When they were walking on the road, she deliberately slowed down, wanting to walk side by side with him.
No matter what the three of them did, her eyes always swept past him intentionally or unintentionally.
He seemed to know nothing, and seemed to know everything.
A year passed in such an ambiguous state.
Many times, she asked herself if she would give up eight years of relationship to fight for happiness? And does the other one happen to love too???she
She is confused. Puzzled. struggle.
Until he brought his girlfriend in front of her and introduced to her with a smile that this is my girlfriend, she finally understood how much he loved him.
It's just that she has no reason to say that she loves him.
I had no choice but to hold back tears and say blessings.
He left the city. No more news.
Today is her third day on duty.
She received several complaint calls in a row, which made her extremely irritable.
Suddenly a hoarse male voice sounded through the microphone, what if you fall in love with someone you want to love but dare not love, you have already chosen to give up but you still can't forget?
Her heart trembled.
So those old memories came to mind again.
She thought of him.
These years, she has not been happy. Not married to boyfriend. It wasn't until he left that she knew that "just doing it" could not lead a happy life.
"Then why did you give up?" she asked.
"It's not that you said that there is no result, so just give up."
It is indeed what she once said.
She lowered her head.
It took a long time for the mood to calm down before returning to normal.
"At that time, I didn't understand love." She said.
"Later I learned that if you really love someone, you can't help but look for her (him), want to get close to her (him), you know you can't, but you still can't help yourself. The saddest love is not betrayal and deceit, but It¡¯s because I want to love but dare not, so I can only act like a hermit and pretend nothing happened.¡± She finished in one breath. It was as if pouring out the sadness that had been pent up in my heart. Can feel the rapid beating of the heart.
There was silence on the other end of the phone.
"You how are you doing lately?" the man asked suddenly.
She suddenly became vigilant.
"Youyouwho are you?"
"Remember me? I was your best friend at the time"
Before she could react.
I heard him say again, I don't want to be that hermit anymore, I have liked you for a long time. do you know? In order to get to know you, your colleague and I have become best friends, and I always try to get news about you from him.
""
"I have been making this call every day for ten years. You may have forgotten my voice. You accompanied me through many periods of ignorance and confusion."
""
"I wanted to forget you, but later I found that I couldn't do it, so I came to you again"
At this time, the clock points to twelve o'clock.
It just happened to be the 130th day he left.
Holding the microphone, she was so excited that she didn't know what to say.
Just let it all go without saying.
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