After that failed relationship, I never thought about falling in love again. During the time when I left my ex, I felt that I should have been reborn from nirvana, but emotionally I was confused and indifferent to everything.
Just when I was most self-conscious, that girl came to work, I taught her how to do things, helped her out, and we became friends.
I have had no friends in the past few years since I was controlled by my ex. I almost forgot how to get along with others normally, and I didn't want to be treated as an alien, so I learned her way to communicate with others and have close contact. I thought this was the way straight women communicate.
Until that girl confessed her love to me.
The day she expressed her feelings, I laughed at it. Experience has taught me that sincerity is not a sure-fire skill, and being affectionate will never end well.
She stayed with me extremely patiently, listened to my nonsense when I was drunk, and cried silently when I laughed and joked about my journey. She wanted to pick up the pieces of my world piece by piece.
When I discovered that this person began to mean something to me, I began to feel at a loss.
I don't want to make the same mistake again. Don't want to see that girl's blazing eyes again, I quit.
I drank that day, and she found out about it from her circle of friends. She called me, but I hung up. Not long after, she actually appeared in front of me. It was really crazy. Who let her touch my face without permission?
The tears were wiped away by her. When I saw her clearly, her eyes were also crying.
Who made her cry with me.
So what if it's always too far away, I don't want the world to end, I want to have breakfast with her tomorrow morning.
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