Fortune Telling Collection - Zodiac Analysis - There is nothing to regret, at least I have heard you say you like it.

There is nothing to regret, at least I have heard you say you like it.

After reading such an article, I am very moved and share it with you!

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I don't want all the dust at all. For example, food residue, sticky traces of laundry detergent falling from bottles, and the most hypocritical resurrection in love.

How can I describe that feeling?

I probably saw a sealed bottle of milk, which slowly coagulated into a block and then rancid, but someone pinched your nose and forced you to see, smell and drink.

So when Liang You proposed to get back together, I instinctively blurted out a refusal.

His eyes opened wide, revealing a trace of innocent confusion, probably because he thought I was dying to live when I broke up, and now it's hard to forget my old feelings for him. I'm tired of Liang You's expression, as if the whole world is counting down all the way, and he is the only one who is right. Even if he attracts me with this expression, he attracts others.

"The man who advised me to give up smoking is now smoking harder than me." It's really awkward between us. It was he who broke the anxiety first.

In fact, smoking has always been to cover up my anxiety. I remember when I just broke up, I was hysterical for a few days and my hair fell off one by one. In the end, the most cynical cigarette saved my life.

I seized the opportunity to breathe, my mouth and alveoli were full of smoke, and I exhaled the smell left by Liang You at home. There was not much space in that narrow one-bedroom apartment, so I threw away many clothes and skirts and went to minimalism with him.

But he did give up smoking before breaking up.

The constellation is actually a very mysterious thing. I have never understood Liang You, which can only be attributed to the fact that as a Sagittarius, I can't understand the thinking mode of Virgo.

"I don't hate you, now I only hate you." I looked Liang You in the eye. "But thank you for teaching me to smoke. Very interesting. " God knows how much time I spent rehearsing countless sweet or bitter situations in my heart before I could look him in the eye and say such a sentence.

It suddenly occurred to me that he broke up with me. He didn't take over, but simply drew a rest.

Now, he is sitting opposite me, silent for a long time, which seems to be half a century long, enough for me to pick up a moonlight and countless sixpence. "Shen Qingzhao, I am very sad."

It's ridiculous to have a sloppy meal. I often look at my mobile phone to hint at my impatience. At that moment, he asked me for a cigarette The wind is still a little cold at night, and the flames are blown flat when they jump.

Liang You used to smoke the Xuanhe Gate, and I learned his preferences. The blue cigarette holder is holding a cigarette, which is a bit sweet. It seems that we used to be a little sweet.

I stretched out my hand and stopped a taxi, calculating the distance back in my heart. Although my flesh hurts, it's better than him sending me to the subway station again. I am embarrassed and have nothing to say.

2

Speaking of going it alone, I'm not sure if I like Liang You voluntarily. After all, liking someone really doesn't make any sense.

His temperature rises slowly and his words are outrageous. He changes two pairs of Levi's jeans all year round, one is black and the other is wet blue. He likes smoking. He buys a pack every two days. Ray can't shake it. He uses zippo as a lighter.

I have a guilty conscience to collect his preferences, quietly go to his usual grocery store, buy a magazine, and breathe the air he once stopped.

At that time, I was still very crude, even a little slow, and I didn't know how to like a person properly. Even after I was with Liang You, I always thought it was because of my coercion. He was just reluctant to refuse.

I don't need to see his face or hear his voice. It happened that fireworks suddenly appeared in the night sky, or a flower opened at the bottom of the dormitory building, and then I thought of him.

Have you ever seen a bear? That kind of holding a honey pot, clumsy to share with the person you like, knowing that you are greedy as hell.

Liang You was sitting in the library with a cup of fried yogurt that I pushed in front of him. The warm air condensed into fog on the cold cup and then rolled down violently. He sighed, took off his glasses and rubbed his eyebrows. "Well, Shen Qingzhao, I promise you."

I suddenly felt that I had heard wrong. After all, who can say something completely different with the tone of "You stay away from me"? But he didn't mean to joke at all, and his eyes were as heavy as if I had crossed a tunnel, which made people blindly addicted.

But I never understood what I was to Liang You.

His 3. 1 minute life is very calm, and it won't make any difference because there is one more me or one less me. Even if I am just a rookie in the field of love, I can't always attribute this to his slow-moving personality or to the constellation.

There are no requirements, don't be harsh, like a strange friend, just keep your distance and get along well.

"You are too enthusiastic, Shen Qingzhao." I mentioned this topic again and again, and he showed a slightly innocent look. Later, he admitted that my existence only made him feel a little lucky, and he was still worthy of being liked by others.

I didn't molest him, and I didn't ask him to remember important days. Life goes by day by day. I later went back to school and looked up at the dormitory where he once lived. Now the balcony is covered with other people's clothes.

At the end of the corridor, the fat orange cat fed by the students mixed with another white cat and gave birth to more children.

Speaking of graduating from college, it should be a long time, so long that I really thought I could entrust it for life.

How cruel, only those who have no extra feelings will be particularly cruel.

That's why he abandoned me so easily, refused to say a nice word, and just scribbled down inappropriateness and destiny takes a hand.

He won't know how I got through it. In fact, I never understood what he was thinking. Psychological barriers are enough to crush my love on the verge of collapse. In the world of adults, understanding is the last thing worth mentioning.

We are different people, even if our peers are in the same dimension, we will eventually drift away.

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I didn't receive the text message until I got home. He said, "I miss you very much. Sorry, but I know you won't like me. "

Breaking up for half a year is enough for us to straighten out all our thoughts. How can you go back on your word until now?

We moved out of the small one-bedroom apartment one after another, and the doll key chain we bought together was left to the landlord.

That is an old woman who looks a little smart. She could probably see that I was still a little sad, so she said, "I don't think it's suitable for you to live together." You are still a little girl, and you have a long way to go. You never know who you will meet. "

I dragged two boxes and thanked her a thousand times.

Think about it carefully. In Liang You's eyes, my best quality is sensible and measured. Later, I saw a sentence, the little girl should have a clear-cut stand and make public enthusiasm, like a bunch of flowers that are about to bloom. Warm and bright colors have nothing to do with appearance, but as soon as we meet and say a word, the vigorous breath comes out of her eyes.

Unfortunately, no one taught me to be a little girl, and Liang You wouldn't treat me as his little girl.

I deleted his information, and the blank chat interface seemed to be sitting on the high-speed rail all the way, slowly retreating to the past.

He doesn't know what I want, so it doesn't matter. I left that relationship far behind and will never pick it up again.

four

Despair or not.

I can never be a smart person in my feelings.

After all, people who really put their mind to it can easily put it down and stop thinking. I can only rely on experience, seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and then be pushed by time to say to myself-forget it.

Just like a man who has been burned, he is careful in the face of the sudden color of the flame and never dares to make a move.

I will meet other people in the future, and there is nothing to think about. I just hope to have it when I fall in love again.

Text/Xie Wan