Love is like a dream

In a flash, it was the end of May, and by some strange coincidence, the circumvention software could be used again, which is amazing!As soon as I was connected, more than a dozen messages flooded into my line at once, my heartbeat started to speed up, and I clicked to check each one with trembling fingers.

The first one was at around 4pm on April 15th. It was a photo of her making rocker gestures with her hands while walking on the green carpet in the Chengdu Chinese Language List.Next is a message.

Her: Look at my gestures, cool!

The second one is from April 4th.

Her: Are you busy these days?

The third message was on April 4. It was still a picture. There was only one leg in the picture. She was wearing dark blue jeans and white sneakers, and she was walking on the stone-paved road in a striding posture.

Her: Look at the picture and guess the four words.

The fourth is the news on April 4.

Her: What are you busy with?

The fifth article is the news on May 5.

She: Little Jasmine, are you on vacation yet?What are you doing recently, why haven't you been online?

The sixth article is the news on May 5.

Her: Why didn't you show up all the time?

Article VII is May 5.

She: Why haven't you shown up yet? Come out and chat with me.

The eighth is May 5.

Her: Are you not going to show up?

Her Jiujo is May 5th.

Her: What's wrong with you?

In May, there was a message almost every day or every other day or two, asking me why I didn’t show up. After reading one message after another, my eyes began to sore: Do you still remember my existence?

On May 5, she: You have disappeared for more than a month, will you not appear again?

On May 5, she: Little Jasmine will appear soon, I miss you.

Today is May 5th, after reading all the news, my tears have flowed out.I thought that I could fill the missing of her with busy work and writing, but I knew that I had been deceiving myself. Since I met her that night, my whole heart no longer belonged to me.

Every day, I think over and over again every moment and detail of meeting and getting along with her, miss her cuteness when she brushes her hair, miss her sexiness when she is coquettish, miss the tenderness in her eyes, miss the fragrance on her body, Miss her warm embrace, miss her concentration when singing, everything.

All the sanity armor I forced myself to arm collapsed after she said 'I miss you', and with trembling hands, I opened the input box.

Me: I miss you too.

Immediately after the message was sent, I received her reply.

She: You are finally willing to show up, what happened recently?

Me: The circumvention software... something went wrong.

Her: Over the wall?Why over the wall?

I think she may not understand why mainland Chinese need to bypass the firewall if they want to go online or watch FB. She is afraid that it will be too complicated, so she will simply say it.

Me: My internet is down.

Her: Huh?Then you took so long to fix it, I thought you disappeared.

I don't……

Her: I want to talk to you, can I?

Immediately, a request for a voice call popped up from the Line window, which startled me who was wiping tears, and hung up the call request in a panic.

She immediately sent an angry expression: Why didn't you answer?

Me: I... have a bad throat and don't want to talk.

After a pause for a few minutes.

Her: Are you crying?

Me: I know and ask.

Her: Is it because of me?

Me: This question is so annoying.

Her: Well, no matter what, make yourself happy.

After a pause for a few seconds.

She: I never asked you, what do you do?

me: edit.

Her: Really?When I was a child, I also dreamed of becoming a best-selling author, but I didn't expect to take the road of singing later.

Me: Fortunately, you took the road of singing, otherwise, it would be a great loss for the music industry.

She: That’s not necessarily true. If I had been a writer, I might have won the Nobel Prize now, hahaha!

Me: You really have bigger dreams than your heart!

She: I'm just kidding, anyway, I'm already a singer now, and it's too late to be a writer.

Me: There is still time, come to our agency to write, you are always welcome.

She: Really, if I really write a book myself in the future, I will find you?

I really.

She: Don't disappear without reason again, please call me if the network is down, this is my mobile phone number, please save it.

She sent a series of strange numbers. I never knew that the number in Taiwan was like this. It looked like a landline.

Me: Save it, but I don't like to talk on the phone, I prefer to express in words.

She: Got it, the general mouths that do writing work are not good at speaking.

Me: Yes, I think the mouth is used for eating and speaking what is necessary, and the nonsense can be kept to a minimum.

She: You are wrong, the mouth has another very important function.

me: what?

She sent a kiss expression with red lips.

She: Well, this is also very important.

Me: For me, this feature is temporarily unavailable.

She: Not necessarily, maybe tomorrow I will meet Prince Charming.

Me: It’s not unusual. The person riding the white horse may be Tang Seng. Shall I go to learn scriptures with him?

She: Haha, forget it, how many boyfriends have you had before...?

Me: hello gossip...would you believe me if I said I hadn't?

She: I don't believe it, how can a gentle, beautiful and dimpled little beauty like you be unchased.

Me: Whether to pursue or not is someone else's business, and whether to accept it or not is my business.

Her: You are so heartless.

Me: So what if you are not unrelenting? Isn’t it better to accept someone who doesn’t love... Isn’t it better to reject him and leave him to someone who truly loves him?

She: Well, have you ever had a girlfriend?

Me: uh...

Her: Nevermind...

Me: Why don't we talk about something else.

She: Oh, talk, whoever is afraid of others, I am very good at talking!

Me: I don’t believe it, you were the one who talked the least during the group period, but now you are asked embarrassing questions by reporters or hosts, your bewildered appearance really makes people anxious.

She: They asked too sharply, so it was difficult to answer, no matter how they said it was wrong.If you don’t understand the entertainment industry, these reporters are the most difficult to deal with. No matter what you say, they can write black as white and white as black.

Me: Yes, many of the questions they ask are really annoying. If it were me, I would always want to answer them in four words.

Her: It's 'fuck your shit! 'These four words?

Me: Yes, every time you are questioned, you must be thinking of saying these four words.

She: Haha, I'm really afraid that one day I can't bear the blunt temper in my bones, and let these four words pop out with a single mouth.

Me: Okay, I'm waiting for this day to see how you make a fool of yourself.

She: You are so good or bad, you actually want to wait for me to be embarrassed.

Me: Anyway, it’s not once or twice that you get embarrassed.

Her: How can I!

Me: You were on that famous variety show with your sisters before, and the host asked you to write about who the fantasy object of X was, but you actually wrote Miss H, you are so bold, it scared the host into a fool.

She sent a shy expression: What's the matter, it's just a fantasy, and it's not real...

Me: In private, I think no one will know, but you dare to say it on TV, and even in front of others, you are really not afraid of paparazzi gossip... But, I just like you for being bold and straightforward...

She: I didn't think too much about it, I just wrote whoever I wanted.

Me: Do you really fantasize about being with her?Like her type?

She: You are more gossip than a reporter, so I fantasize about her. Are you guilty?

Me: No, no, just think about it, and they don’t charge money anyway.

Her: Haha, yes.

Me: Then if I say I fantasize about you, will you be angry?

Her: Don't fantasize about being with me.

Me: huh?Why, do you want to collect money?

Her: No.

Me: Okay, just kidding, domineering ghost, cheapskate, then I'll think about others, don't be jealous.

Her: I hate it, I haven't shown up for so long, and when I show up, I ask embarrassing questions.