eat, dance, love

During the days when we came to Beijing, there were not many days when Gu Yu and I got tired of being together.He doesn't like to go out very much during his rest time, and I don't have much interest in going out for sightseeing, so our most common recreational activity is lying in the quilt and watching movies.

The first movie we watched together was "Dunkirk".But we rolled together without finishing it that day, and we were fighting as the battle raged on his home theater curtain.

After Gu Jia left, I inexplicably wanted to finish this unfinished movie.

So I went into that room, turned on the computer and the projector, dragged the progress of the movie to the place where it was interrupted, held the sweet potato that was said to be baked by Gu Yu, and watched the movie while eating.

This time, I still can't remember what was put in the second half of the movie.All I saw was the planes flying away and a man left on the deserted, war-torn beach.I felt that he was tragic and lonely, staring at him, crying for no reason.

The next morning, I quit my job at the restaurant, had breakfast, and headed to the airport to leave the city.I don't know if this is considered to be fleeing, or an orderly evacuation.

My phone has never been turned on since the flight attendant reminded me to turn it off or switch it to airplane mode.

In this era of advanced communication, it is paradoxical and funny to say that with a mobile phone on, it seems that you can see the whole world and find anyone.Turning off the mobile phone and trying to find someone again, I suddenly become helpless and at a loss.

I turned off my mobile phone and isolated myself from the world outside Haibao Town.

If you ask me what I think, what mood I feel, I don't know.I might be tired, or scared, or have unrealistic expectations.

When I lay back on my bed the first day, I dreamed of Gu Yu.I dreamed of the day when he came to pick me up, his voice and smile were as clear as yesterday, and the details that had been blurred in the real memory were clear in the dream.

When I woke up and thought about it, that time was unbelievably dreamy: we had an appointment, and he took time out of his busy schedule to come all the way to pick me up.That's the way it is with idol dramas, it's too romantic to be true.

When I had a lot of free personal time, I started to think, what mood was he in then?How much does he like me to come here like this?His liking for me, can he let him... do it again?

This shred of anticipation is about to move, and when it really moves, I feel ridiculous again.

What he said is really right, I am just a pure fool, dreaming innocent and useless dreams.After returning to Haibao for a month without incident, I finally took out this dream and threw it into the sea.

The familiar southern sea breeze is still a bit shady under the cloudy sky in February, and the waves are churning, washing the beach over and over again.In the distance, my apprentice Zheng Jiabao ran over as usual.

It's a pity that he will never tell me again that there is a fairy customer in the store. He just asked me to see the location of the new store.

This is the life I deserve.