No matter how time passes, I will still remember the beginning.
I put aside my harsh words and disappeared from him for the rest of his life without any news, as if I had never appeared in his life. "Qiao Xuan," he looked at me and said his name. From his eyes, I saw his own expression: his face was full of anger, and his two eyebrows were tightly squeezed together, like the forked tail of a brush, fiercely tangled. "I can't take it anymore, you're making me miserable!" I said.
His eyes were red, and he loosened his grip on my collar.
He shook his head and rushed into the darkness, which was a place where his world did not extend.
This is our difference because of a girl. Or, I thought it was a girl.
During the summer vacation of the third year of junior high school, everyone is saying goodbye to everyone and trying their best to make the present more like the past. In this way, the past can be retained. I am the only one who seems to be fighting for my life to escape those times, then block it, rush forward, rush into the unknown future, leave behind those things that no longer belong to me in my opinion, and push them away from my mind, including my own words "You make people painful."
There should be no more fragments of him left in the space where he has been lost. I don't want my world to be filled with pain. Little did I know that once the pillars were lost, the world would collapse. Even more comically, when I found that a corner of my space had collapsed and the cold wind was pouring in, I realized that what I had taken away turned out to be a pillar.
I know I am not normal, I just don't know when I deviated from the track, and now, I am completely off the track. The train roared towards the cliff, and the rock named reason collapsed and fell into the abyss.
If my emotion is a betrayal of our relationship, then I will leave it here, among the summer flowers.