2013.02.17 2013.02.18 2013.02.22 with whom in the small town entrance and other friends, I ordered cigarette, he gazed thoughtfully at road trance. Vehicles come and go, people in a hurry. At that moment, I missed this small city unprecedentedly. At that time, I thought that I had to leave this small town to study in other places with four days left, but I couldn’t hold back at once and burst into tears. Zhang Yuan sang sadly in “hurting the city”. The City Without You is a cold Diamond. You wrote a similar sentence on your microblog that a city without you is a barren city. Not only once and a half times, you said a long time ago that I felt very uncomfortable when I thought of going to study in other places. I am not. Staying by your side or you staying by my side is my greatest dream in my life. If I can’t hold your hand, kiss your cheek or hug your body, any journey I have is nothing more than a sad wandering. Maybe we should be optimistic, even if we just comfort ourselves: leaving is just for a better return in the future. In TV plays or movies, if the hero wants to leave a city, the heroine will certainly send away a ship, a long-distance passenger car and a flight with tears. But you didn’t come to see me off. I don’t mean to blame you. I know that you must have your reasons for doing so. Maybe you don’t want me to be tied up in a circle. This is only the first parting, and we will experience more and more departures in the future. But these departures are just short-lived, and their existence is only to pave the eternal debut. One day, there will be no parting between us. For the last trip back, I will definitely come on the colorful clouds and put on a wedding dress for you. As long as you are willing to wait, because of your waiting, I will set foot on my return one day. Recalling the initial acquaintance in 2013.02.23 and a series of events that followed, I thought it was a game carefully arranged by fate, which was linked with each other. Once it fell in, it would be doomed. When I found out, everything was already too late, like a mouse walking into the huge steel maze, and could no longer escape. In fact, even if I can escape, I am not willing to escape. I would rather sink into this situation than lose you. You and I both know that what we can give to each other is no longer the best of ourselves. What I want to give you the best is just self-deception. You have been ridged with holes, and I am also bloody. It would be great if you could give all the rest to you and leave the rest to you for safekeeping. Wish years static good. To be honest, I am unwilling. I have complained about the unfairness of fate more than once. Why can your predecessors participate in your past, get your first hand, first kiss, first hug, first blush, first spoiled, first tears, first dream, however, I can only get the second time, the third time, the fourth time, I don’t know how many times, and even some of them are likely to never get it. I dare say that I will love you more than any of your predecessors. Why does fate treat me like this. A man who abandons you can get something, why can’t I get it. Of course, I am almost the same. In this respect, you and I may just be between Bo Zhong. But on second thought, I would thank the fate for its design. Maybe we met earlier or later, then now all the intimacy will disappear. Passing by, I became a stranger. Only when you meet each other at that time can Everything follow up. More importantly, although fate didn’t let me participate in your past, it gave me the right to step into your future. So I think your predecessors are very pitiful. They only belong to your past, and they don’t belong to your future. Nothing can be more precious than the future. Money, power, status, health, kinship, friendship, love and so on, if there is no future as the medium to continue, it is like lacking the fuel of oxygen, which is meaningless. When I decide to give you the future, when you decide to entrust the future to me, I will no longer value your past. No matter how good you treated someone in the past, how many sweet words you said, how many times you kissed, how many times you cried for him, how many nights you dreamed of him, it has nothing to do with us now and in the future. Let the past be the past and look forward to the future with the future. This is what I want to say.

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