When Dan is going, there is no excessive language, just the words that spit out from the corner of his mouth, it is to still remember it so far: "When I left this city, there is 2000 kilometers, I will I forget everything. " I believe this is true, I also believe that he can do it, because Dan has always been self-desirable, and he often reminds me to remember this, but this time, we are all wrong ...
Since I sent Dan, I have been watching the watch between the wrist, calculating the distance between 2000 kilometers, calculating the old days between us, will whistling the sound of the train without returning I don't know what kind of feeling in my heart.
Recall that when I bid farewell to that day, I just held hands with him. I like a conventional business etiquette, there is no tears, there is no gift, and there is no gifted gift. Some is just the hand that is scratch and not. Some is only the temperature still feeling so far.
Standing on the quiet station of the winter night, we are speechless to wait for the arrival of the bus, but the cold wind is not a slender, and the bus that is slowly turned slowly in the corner of the street. My heart is looking forward to waiting for the revelatable mood at this moment: What I hope to come, not the one we wait. However, I am wrong.
Loosing the handshed hands, seeing that he calmly embedded the bus, I thought that from this moment, however, he sighed, but he revealed the same idea as me: "If, this is not that How good is a bus, a vague discourse, so that I seem to feel that the story is far from being closed.
Two days later, everything seems to return to the situation before the beginning, I will continue to be busy with my endless studies, and he, may have reached the hot earth he expected. The graduation design of the focus is, the never-ending job history finally fills me because of the big brain, busy seems to be a course of daily repairs, while, I still avoid thinking that it is 2000 km. Life.
On the night, I woke up early in the ear, I woke up by the otters, looked at the alarm clock next to him, pointing at 2 o'clock, a tiredness of a face, I can't wait to throw the camera far away. Go to the wall, but curiosity eventually defeated the grievance, I still pressed the button above the camera.
The words displayed on the camera, the same, I still remember that I still remember: "I have reached the destination, however, I have left 2000 kilometers, I found it, I don't use it." That night, I didn't feel lonely, because the tears of 滂 滂 天 天 天 天 天 到 明
At this moment, the calls of the coming are more frequent, and I seem to be in fulfilling, the cold is always on the greetings of work and learning, and the wind is cold and cold, but I don't dare to greet the greetings. As for our past feelings, I don't talk about it. Of course, I have never mentioned the night's mobile phone, for future feelings, I think, maybe he is more confused than me.
Recalling that the original, bowed on his shoulder, feeling with a tears, listened to him quietly: "Do you know what the woman is flowing down?" I helplessly sway, think that the answer must be Not tears. He said: "The woman is flowing down, it is a bit of broken heart, especially at this moment, I think you should have the most authentic". " I am speechless, I don't know if it is the acquiescence, but it is already a matter of acquiescence, but this broken taste is how tears can spend, and I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I can use it in the moment, what can I use to express this complicated mood. After a long time, I gradually, and I seem to be a slowly understanding of this two places, and I've been sparse, he is busy with his business, I am busy with my job, daily chills turn into a separation Zhou's greetings, will be a month, on the year ... but I have always understood that although the pressure of work can't give me more time to miss, but my heart, but I have never stopped missing.
Think about this situation, completely pleased to our ultimate choice, maybe it should be said, it is my final choice. At the beginning, remember that he asked me, how much is you marry me in the future, I am shocked by this abrupt language, and it is shameful, and it doesn't dare to believe in this possibility. %. I mume, I only care about the red cheeks with my hands and slightly slipped from my shoulders. I only gave me to use my eyes to search for shake's feet and ignored the lips that you gently shake; blame only blame, only I didn't feel the feelings of myself, and I ignored you in front of me. However, at this moment, I have regretted ... I used to think that he left me because he needs a career; once, I thought I left him because I need to agree with him. Until the day, I thought this separate, this kind of concern, used for my body, is a luxury.
In the dice, there is no two towns, until a small gather after the Spring Festival, I found that everything I used quietly changed. Talking, the enthusiasm is still, just a heavy guest set; condensed, the style is still, just a slight vicissitudes of the eyebrows. At that time, the calm speech between each other made me feel like a knife, but I didn't want to save the defeat at this time.
Helpless, I think of a lyrics, I want to read it, but I have to swallow it in the throat, but I have to swallow my belly. I repeatedly sing myself: Do you know that I miss a person's taste, just like a glass of cold Water, then take a long time, a tear of tears; you know you don't know the taste of forgetting a person, just like appreciating a cruel beauty, then use a very small voice to tell yourself Strong face; you know who doesn't know the taste of loneliness, loneliness is because of whom, do you know who is painful, pain is because you want to forget who you don't know, do you know who you don't know, lonely because of thinking, lonely because of who ...
It is said that the distance can produce beautiful, but this beauty is not a bit cruel, saying that it is a kind of artistic conception, but this kind of artistic cultivation lacks angry. I forgot the heat that once condensed the palm, or he forgot 2000 kilometers away, maybe we have forgotten, the loneliness is because of whom.
