G soldier diary

Xiaoyu sat on the edge of the bed, the cabinet next to the bed was half open, and it was full of books.

It seems that the wish to hold you tightly and bring you back is impossible.

It feels like it will never be able to.

I hold Pikachu in one hand and a picture book that I have been drawing for a few days in the other.Go forward and put the book on his bed.

Is this the relationship you want?

The girl next to me pursed her lips and looked at me, while I tried my best to hold up a smile.Sure enough, it's better to be a woman, without too much resistance, and enjoy the blessings of the whole world.

"Hey, what's the trick?" The dean looked at me.

"No, I'm just here to deliver something, I'm fine, I'll leave first. ’ I backed away.

"Really fake der? Show off?"

Xiaoyu can still hate me, with this appearance, is he still sane?

It doesn't matter, it's good to see that you are in good health.

I can keep the memory, but Pikachu, I really can't hold it.

I also put Pikachu and its sleeping bag on Xiaoyu's bed.

I walked out of the room, smiling eyes squinted, the whole floor blurred.After taking the form to the nursing station, the nurse looked at it strangely: "Excuse me, is the visit over?"

"yes. 』My tears rolled down my cheeks.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” came a terrifying roar from a room.

I think, if you don't wipe it, no one will find that there are tears.

Huang Xiaofei, don't cry.Xiaoyu endured all this in order to escape from me, and he is fine living in this kind of hell.Even if you hear about the people living here, you will be driven crazy if you are not crazy.

The nurse nodded, took out the remote control from the drawer and pressed it, and the glass door in front of the stairs opened.

Walking out of this floor, I know I can never call you Beibi again.

If I knew it earlier, I would listen to you more; if I knew it earlier, I would need more hugs.

Regret not holding hands more; regret not telling everyone how much I love you.

Everything is too late.

I went downstairs to get back my documents with the guards, and left this parting that was supposed to be a reunion.It is truly love.There is as much pain as happiness, and pain is far greater than happiness.

I sent a text message to the counselor, saying that I will go back first, of course he can't receive it now, mobile phones are contraband here.I clicked on Facebook and saw Xiaoyu's profile, but I still didn't have any relationship status, only me foolishly hung up on being in a stable relationship.

On the desktop of the mobile phone, there is a dating software that has not been opened for a few days in a small frame, Jack'dHornetZank.Sure enough, do you still have to rely on this?

I clicked on the dating software, and there were many flesh-colored photos, pectoral muscles, thick eyebrows, sideburns, abdominal muscles, and short hair.Shows the distance to you.

It is time to re-enter this human flesh market.

I don't want to find the next person at all, but I have to.

Looking at the message, the 56-year-old man who chatted with me at the end is still single.

No, I don't want to be like this when the time comes.

I deleted the family part and changed it to single.No matter how much you don't want to, you still have to move forward.The software slides away without opening a single file.

Why bother?Obviously, she has fallen in love so much, so much that she does stupid things, loves so much that she can't extricate herself, loves so much that she even forgets who she is.In the end it was nothing.

What should I do if I complained about having too much love at the beginning, but now I have too little love?We can't rely on these things that we can't control. Love should not be used as the focus of life at all.Not to mention unblessed love, how many people can be touched in society?

Those people in the camp who pretend to be shit, even the toilet paper and plastic bottles that are sticky in the toilet have to be sorted by others.I bought a lighter at a convenience store, took out the seven-star medium light of the underworld senior, and when the flame touched the bruise, I took a breath and let it out.

So bitter, so smelly.

As I approached the MRT station, there was information about houses for sale on the bulletin board nearby, and the photos of the interior reminded me of the conversation at the outpost.

"Near the bookstore~ No, I have to add that there are many delicious food nearby." Xiaoyu insisted.

"You roar... gluttonous ghost." 』

"And be able to cook!" Xiaoyu looked at the floor and continued to insist that he was a foodie.

"Okay, you have the final say, I will work hard! 』

"Okay, it's time to wait for you to return home!" He said, patting the top of the kettle and leaving.

A large advertisement for the election of legislators was hung in the sky, and the banner of thanking votes was hung.

"Do you know how I was transferred from Suao to Keelung?" Xiaoyu's voice came from the tape recorder.

"I asked my dad to talk to the legislators."

Quiet.

"Of course, partly because it's really too far away."

"I don't know... Maybe it's the first time someone cries in my arms."

"At that time, I thought, Brother Fei, you are so gentle, I don't want to make you cry."

Obviously it is gone, but the whole world has to remind me that I once had it.

I forced myself to take a puff, letting the nicotine dazzle my brain and relax my muscles.

"Hey, don't you want to fuck with them?" Xiaoyu came over, holding a towel in his hand.

"No, I rarely smoke. 』

"Really~~" He frowned and smiled, approaching my face and smelling my body.

It's so painful, it's only been half a year.The happy and caring images pierced my chest one after another without interruption.

Walking into the MRT station and taking the Tamsui Line, I remembered that Xiaoyu and I went to the beach from here.

Can't go anywhere?When we are together, we always compare who we love more; when we are apart, we compare who we love less.The person who wins can get the most happiness.

Pedestrians coming and going, walking in the direction they want to go.

Everyone is independent of each other, yet they need each other.It seems to be moving forward, but if you fast forward the time and look at it from the sky, we are all just going around in circles, doing repetitive things, saying that this is the road to success.

But repeated separation and reunion, but only feel like a loser in love.

I'm really tired.