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I am back after a long time.But he is no longer there, no longer in any part of the world.

Someone once said that falling in love with someone of the same sex usually does not have a good result. Even if it is a novel written by someone else, one person must die, or both children will die. For this reason, various accidents such as car accidents are caused. I used to be angry and disbelieving about this, but when it was my turn, I could only say that life is like a drama, and drama is like life.

Nothing happened to him, it was just that he silently ended his life.

I used to think that maybe it wasn't me who made him make this choice.Even if the pain from many years ago has not disappeared, he will not end his life at this time. In all fairness, I only live in my own world after falling in love with him, but he is different. His depressive and sensitive nature makes him autistic. way, he is incompatible with this world, and this world cannot accommodate him, he is not in harmony with the outside world, he never thought of pouring other people's clear springs into his pitcher, this, after I recall the details of his life I know , to understand more deeply.

But I still can't resolve this pain, sometimes leaning on his tombstone, thinking of him from that year, always thinking of my final parting with him.I deeply understand what it means to be heartbroken. I feel that in that month I shed all the tears of my life. I was a coward without courage. me.But I can't excuse myself, I got him in such a cruel way, but in the end I lost him forever,

The distance between me and him in the tomb is the shortest, but it is also the furthest distance. In the pain that I can't hold back, I remembered that someone seemed to say that the furthest distance in this world is not between life and death, but between us. Standing in front of you, you don't know that I love you.I want to say, no, the farthest distance is always between life and death. If he can survive, I will muster up the courage to say it.But this will never be possible.

If you love someone, you'd better say it quickly, because when you want to say it, maybe God won't give you this chance.

When I am no longer indulging in the pain, I am ready to leave here again and start a new life. I look through everything in me carefully, as if I want to keep him and the half of my life that belongs to him firmly in mind.

When I flipped through a stack of books, a letter accidentally fell out.The signature in the lower right corner is Li Zhenyun.That is so familiar, a name that can no longer be said now.

There is also a small note in the handwriting of a colleague: Your letter is in your book, I have something to go out.

It was written by him on the eve of my going abroad, that is, after I went to see him. I was not there that day, and my colleague helped me put it away. He put it in the book rigorously, but fate played a big joke on me. .

My colleague forgot to tell me later that I hurriedly bundled up those books in a chaotic state of mind—a small thing that unknowingly changed a person's life.

There are only a few simple words in the letter: If I have an afterlife, I will still be alone for the rest of my life, because the person I love does not love me.

All over the letter paper, filling every gap, is my name