Xingyu Yuanchu

Are you there? I can't find you on the assistant.

I don't know why you suddenly disappeared and I've been looking for you for a long time. I probably won't remember this in the future, but I still want to tell you quietly that you have always been my idol. Your writing is very good. Don't give up writing more, otherwise I will surpass you. I am going to high school. Say goodbye. I hope you will always be happy and have a good sleep.

Once, someone told me that they wanted to write me into a book. On the intersection of time, I saw that the sadness that the night gave me would last forever with time. This is a night I will never forget. My friend left me again and left for the future. I firmly believe that one day I can see me appear in her book, a fleeting, supporting role. She is, a white cat, quietly stealing my time from the day we met, so every lonely night is so short, so every hopeless day passes by in a flash, and the next day is a new life. So will this cat be alone forever? Would the friendship have continued if they had met earlier. In a time line, the final farewell, from then on, the time that was stolen from me was returned, so every night was so long, I gradually lost myself, and there was an eternal fog ahead. I believe that she will succeed and I will keep it in the book, so I look forward to it. I believe that because she is a sailing ship, she is going to the vast sea and riding through the wind and waves is her coast. Everyone sets sail, everyone reaches the other shore, I stay where I am, heavy, watching everyone who travels far, I am silent, carrying the returning time on my back, confused in front of the gradually declining sunset. I am determined to stay here, because I do not have the courage to face the storm, and I am cowardly, so I can only stay where I am.