Narration of litchi when it is fragrant again

It's time for litchi to smell fragrant again. Life seems to have been a little muddled, and I didn't notice the listing of litchi at all. I always thought it was a distant thing, when I suddenly saw a litchi vendor shouting at the street corner. When I heard of selling litchi, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my heart, like being pricked by a needle. My mood immediately settled down, and I looked back at the litchi of the stall owner silently. My steps were a little drifting, and my mood was a little drifting.

Yes, I am a sad person. So now we can't forget the past, nor can we walk out of the shadow of the past. Touching the scar you left me, I am thinking of litchi, litchi! When litchi was fragrant in Shenzhen last year, you came from the north. You think friends you haven't seen for ten years will meet again. I wonder if there will be any chance to meet again in the future. As a result, things are always full of twists and turns When I finally got up the courage to see you when I couldn't push it any further, you told me on the phone in a dismissive tone that you couldn't see me, that you were going to make a visit, and that you should buy some lychees from Shenzhen for your family to taste before boarding the plane. At that time, I was holding the phone in my hand, just listening to your words, trying to suppress my disappointment, silently saying goodbye to you and then hanging up the phone. I couldn't sit still for a long time, sitting on the sofa, looking at the litchi I bought for you, and I was both sad and angry. Later, I didn't want to see lychee again. I didn't want to have a taste of litchi until the litchi market closed, because I was very sad. Later, maybe you heard my voice different on the phone. When I put the phone down and ran upstairs, you called again, but I didn't hear you. Even if I did, I don't think I would answer it. When I came down from upstairs, I found your caller ID, and my newly calmed mood was traumatized again, so I deleted your contact number, QQ and MSN in grief and indignation. Now that it's over, let it go. Since someone will always bear this sorrow, let me bear it. Who cares?

I thought life had passed like this, and who knows things will get better. When I seriously deleted you from my heart, you called. Why? I never thought you would lose control of your emotions. Aren't you good at pretending? The faint expression makes people not know what you are thinking, thinking that you don't care about anything. But that day, before you called me, you already knew me. You were drunk. Your phone call made me miserable. I don't want to hide anything. I told you everything. I wanted to tell you in front of you, but I was too timid to see you, so we didn't meet by fate later. Maybe it's providence. Since God wants us not to meet, it may indicate that everyone is doomed. Life will not wait for decades.