Don't Forget, Don't Read

Introduction: Some people say that some people in the world are destined to "encounter" in this life, and some people are destined to "miss". So what about us, are we "meeting" or "missing". ——Xu Feng Some people say that meeting is two people moving forward "face to face", and missing is two people moving forward "with their backs to each other". So what about us, are we "facing" or "back to each other". ——Ye Moran It's been three years, why don't you try to forget me and start over. ——Ye Moran What about you? Isn't it the same? They are all equally reluctant to let go and forget. ——Xu Feng "Ye Moran, if you dare to leave now, we will break up!" He held a red rope tightly in his hand, and he could vaguely see a small ornament on it, with three words "Forget Me Not" engraved on it. "Xu Feng, I have something urgent now. If you have anything else, wait until I come back to talk about it, okay?" He wanted to pull out the hand that was held, but because it was too tight, he couldn't pull it out. Instead, it became tighter and tighter, "Xu Feng, that's enough, stop making trouble unreasonably!" "Honey, go to bed!" Xu Feng held the bear as big as a man and looked at Ye Moran who was sitting in front of the computer writing his graduation thesis with great resentment. He turned around and glanced at the "vindictive husband" who was holding the bear, and then continued to look at his graduation thesis, "Aren't you holding it?" "Xu Feng, the city without you always feels like something is missing. I know it's because you are no longer around to pamper me. Xu Feng, I am not used to it without you; Xu Feng, what will I do without you; Xu Feng, it has been 520 days since you left, what should I do? I miss you, I miss you so much."