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"When a person I like takes away the cigarette in my hand, I will stop smoking. When a person can lie in my arms, I will not stay up late. When the person I like reminds me that it is cold and put on clothes, I will stop smoking." It¡¯s not just the style but not the temperature anymore!¡±
He wrote these words on the paper. The weather in late autumn is cold and the wind is blowing.
The scenery outside the window was a bleak white. Flowers are withering, and people seem to lose the strength to move forward.
Everyone has the right to love each other.
He often worries about why he can't meet the right person.
The flowers always open in spring. Tasty foliage blooms in summer. In autumn, there are only withered and fallen leaves all over the ground.
He threw the ballpoint pen on the table.
It's not a bad thing to be single all your life. But sometimes I long for someone to fill the loneliness in my heart. Like a person in deep darkness who desperately wants warm light.
Love is a mirage piled up in the imagination. And marriage is real life.
I have dated several girls on and off. Can't define if it's true love or not.
They are all beautiful. he thinks.
And what he wants is not a vase to be placed in the living room, but to be able to have endless conversations with him.
Will stay in bed, and lie barefoot on the sofa while eating snacks and watching dramas.
Even if that girl is very ordinary.
He stood up. Walking around the room restlessly. All my friends are getting married. Some children are in kindergarten. only him
He loves to play, and he began to think about whether he should find a girlfriend to settle down his life completely.
Get used to being alone. Another fear of a person.
The room with the lights on still couldn't stop the darkness from falling.
Since when have you longed for someone's care so much?
?As I got older and older, I developed a high fever in the middle of the night, and every time I got together, I was alone
He is a painter. I have drawn many people, but I can never draw my own heart. What I thought I had seen through and didn't need to pursue, has now become the most precious thing.
Once had a crush on a girl. That was a long time ago. I just remember that she has a pair of bright eyes.
Due to his timid character, he and her have been friends for five years. until she gets married and has kids.
Every time I see her daily life in the circle of friends.
I feel that the man standing next to her should be him, and if I miss it, I miss it after all. It can't be said how much love is, but it is just a rainbow in a peaceful life, even if it is dazzling.
He stroked his heart. It was beating violently. No one lived in it, and it was empty and sad. Missing is a kind of disease, and he would like to experience the symptoms of terminal illness.
Where is she? How do you look, what do you like? What work will you do?
The brain is fantasizing.
I can't figure out why. Even if the love that comes naturally is what everyone expects. But he didn't like the blind date his parents arranged for him.
He stood still in front of the mirror. Take a hard look at your face. It's not old yet, but there are traces of vicissitudes kissed by the years. Don't stubbornly think that you are a child who can't grow up. He has broad shoulders, a position that belongs to another man.
He heard faint voices from the living room. It's mom who's preparing dinner. He didn't want to open the door and go out.
This is his home.
It felt so strange for the first time. Even if you close your eyes, you can tell where the living room, kitchen, and bathroom are. Familiar enough to know when and where alternative voices will sound.
Delivering milk, newspapers, couriers, reading water meters, natural gas meters
The snack bar downstairs is still busy.
Repeat the same conversation with your parents every day.
"Wash your hands and eat later!"
"The weather forecast says it will rain tomorrow, so don't forget to close the bedroom windows."
"Your Aunt Li's daughter is getting married tomorrow."
"Pengpeng, who grew up with you, will organize a full moon wine for his daughter the day after tomorrow."
Mother's voice came from far and near.
She wears an apron. There are still drops of water on the hands. Serve up all the dishes.
"Do you have any new female colleagues in your company? You can ask them to come and sit at home."
"You are introverted. You don't like to go out. You hide in your room after work. There is no fun in the room. You can't live a lifetime playing games. Go out more, meet more people, maybe you will meet "
"Mom!" He finally couldn't sit still.
theMom's expression froze, knowing that her son didn't like such topics.
What else can mother and child talk about.
Delicious meals become tasteless.
He looked at the sentences he wrote on the desk.
Silently, watching calmly.
Suddenly, he folded the piece of paper into a paper airplane. Open the window, facing the city in the twilight, take a deep breath, with trembling hands, hold the paper airplane tightly, and make a flying posture.
Finally, the plane slid towards the distance along an unknown trajectory.
"Although I don't know where you are. But I believe I will wait for you." He muttered to himself.
"Life doesn't need to be perfect, completeness is more meaningful. My girl will fill the most missing part of life."
"I'll wait."
The plane swayed with the wind. Flying through countless crowds. Everyone is very busy and will not stop for the paper airplane that suddenly appears in front of them.
The paper airplane landed on a square. Picked up by passing children to play with. But no one bothered to open the paper. They are not curious about what will be written on the paper. Just use it as a fun toy.
The night is getting deeper and deeper.
The paper airplane that was tired of being played by children is already covered with dirt, lying next to a pile of trash cans. The wind blew its arms slightly, but it could no longer fly. They can only stay quietly on the ground to accept the judgment of fate. It will be crushed along with the garbage, as if it never appeared.
At this time, a girl with long hair went downstairs to take out the garbage.
She is a kindergarten teacher. Just graduated from college. Running around the city alone.
There are no friends or relatives around. Maybe it was too boring and too lonely. The moment she lowered her head, she saw the paper airplane.
Hesitating whether to pick it up or not.
The plane swayed in the wind. She was wearing pajamas and glasses at this time.
Finally, she picked up the paper airplane.
Suddenly she saw the words on the paper. Driven by curiosity, she took apart the paper airplane by the light of a street lamp.
The delicate fonts are printed in the eyes.
I am waiting for someone I like to take away the cigarette in my hand, and I will stop smoking. When someone can lie in my arms, I will not stay up late. When the person I like reminds me that it is cold, I will add clothes It won't be all about demeanor but not temperature! "
She raised her head and looked around. It's too cold. She took the paper airplane upstairs.
I am very curious what kind of person wrote such words.
boys? girl?
who is he?
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