A Book of Thoughts About a Vicious Boy

After you died, I read our seven years of chat history, re-listened to all your voice messages, and spent nearly two years writing our story, a full 100,000 words, as proof that you lived. The name of the book is "Book of Thoughts of a Vicious Boy", please remember to check it out. There is a new song recently. Whenever I hear the lyrics "I have been listening to your 22 seconds of voice for three years", I will think of the voice collection in □□. I have also collected the "good morning" you said to me for seven years. I can only sit in the corner of the school library and write your story. As I write, I have to hold back my tears and run to the empty balcony to get some air. On the night after I finished writing the book, at four o'clock in the morning, I dreamed of you again. I dreamed of you and me when I was 17 years old. I was holding my cell phone in the classroom, waiting for news from you. After waking up, I looked at the dark room and felt the unparalleled loneliness. I began to fear that I would spend every day like this. Since your death, I have locked my heart in a safe. I don't have any contact with people, I don't check my Moments, I just stay at home reading and coding every day. I'm obviously used to this, but I'm also deeply scared when I think about being alone like this for the next few decades. Some people say that no matter whether you choose to be in love or to be single, you will regret it. I agreed before I woke up from the dream. But when I truly experienced loneliness, I understood what Teacher Luo Xiang said: The greatest loneliness is not being needed! Thinking of this, I began to work hard to get out of the shadow of loss, imagining the picture of getting married and having children in the future. As I thought about it, I became less pessimistic, but what I couldn't accept was: in the picture in my imagination, the girl still looked like you. To you, my beloved Miss Yoshiko. Concept: Love does not distinguish between winning and losing