It was late at night, and the chirping of insects beside the bed mixed with the music in the room, wrapping me like a tide. Loneliness also comes, suffocating. Five minutes ago, a greeting was sent, but now, the screen of the phone is still black and there is no movement at all. I wonder if he just didn't see it? However, the time of a movie passed just like that. Regarding the movie, I don't know what it is about, because I have been hanging out on Weibo, refreshing the interface, waiting for news from him, but in the end, until the end of the movie, there was still no news from him. I looked at the time and it was very late. He was already asleep, right? I think. So, I didn't wait any longer, said good night, and then turned off my phone. But why, I cried? I hugged myself and leaned on the corner of the bed, crying silently. Why? We had such a good time, now, is it over? Haha 1, since I wanted to end it, I had to end it altogether. I turned my phone back on and deleted all his contact information. The moment I pressed 'confirm', tears burst out. I felt unwilling and regretful, but more importantly, I was afraid. Once, he rescued me from a person's darkness, but now, he forced me to fall into the endless abyss again, alone again. Our meeting was fate, but now, this fate has gradually become as fine as dust. So, finally, after a week when he ignored me, this fate turned into nothingness, and we were just passers-by again.