I just want to give you and me an ending

D was once a good young man who loved life and was positive. D once imagined that after graduation, he could do his best to create the future he wanted.He does work hard.After graduating, the classmates went their separate ways, and D also bid farewell to his brother who had been with him for four years, and embarked on the road to find the future alone.

While the train was moving, D propped his chin, imagining his future.The future self, with suits and leather shoes, shiny leather shoes, meticulously combed hair, impeccable smile and eloquence, will defeat all opponents.It feels like a crazy and cool president.The window on the train reflects D's smirk and his good yearning for life.

The imagination is full, and the reality is very skinny.After renting a house and settling down, D sighed deeply as he looked at the few grandpas in his pocket.It doesn't matter, anyway, you can find a job soon.come on!Don't be discouraged!Sao years! D patted his face, cheering himself up from the bottom of his heart. D began to search continuously, and most of the resumes sent out were like disappearing into the sea, with only occasional isolated replies. D becomes anxious and frustrated.I began to wonder if I was not good enough, if I was really such a failure.I also gradually began to question whether I had enough courage to hold on.

Finally one day, D received a call from Company Z. Company Z is the largest company in City Y, and it is also quite famous in □□. D never thought that Company Z would ask him to go for an interview. At first, he just submitted his resume with the mentality of trying to get away with it. D was so excited all night Insomnia, falling asleep only after dawn.As soon as he was about to fall asleep, D remembered that the phone call to inform the interview man seemed familiar, but it sounded pretty good.

The farce of "jingling bells" sounded, and D woke up suddenly, and then he closed his eyes and slipped into the bed hazily again. 5 minutes later. . . "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat!!! "Boom!" D rubbed his painful pp, and muttered, "I'm going to die, my chrysanthemum is about to burst!! No!! The most important thing now is to go to the interview!!" After tidying up in a hurry, D Went out with the bag.

After finally squeezing into the oncoming bus, D pulled the ring and exhaled.After calming down, he realized that the little pp who had just fallen was still in pain. D frowned, caressing the sad PP without any trace.Suddenly, he felt that there seemed to be a strong sense of oppression behind him, and he couldn't help but wonder if his embarrassing action just now was being watched by others. D turned his head and looked around, but because there were too many people in the car, he couldn't find it at all.

C is a lucky one.In the novels of the domineering president, he is the proud son of heaven, the kind of dragon and phoenix among people.He is indeed a president. C is humble and friendly, has many friends and social circle. C's appearance and intelligence meet the requirements of the upper class, handsome, tall, and shrewd.However, C also has his own secret, C is Two-dimensional, and he is gay.However, he has a lover, a lover he has never seen, a lover who has been separated for 4 years.How did you know him? C propped his chin to think back, it was because of a group recommended by his friends.As a rookie, he was naturally TXed.It's just that his TX is particularly fierce, and his words are unreasonable. C recalled here, remembered what he said at that time, and smiled unconsciously, I miss you very much, D.

Later, I found it interesting and added his QQ. He asked why, and he replied that it was convenient to contact.He said oh.After chatting a few questions, I learned that he was a freshman in G city.Feeling that he didn't want to chat too much, C made an excuse to end it. C thinks of the excuse of hooking up at that time and thinks it is funny, he is so stupid to believe it. C smiled and shook his head, lost in thought.

C looks at D's space, sees his mood, changes from her to him.Knowing that D is bisexual, C immediately asks a gay friend about D's situation.The friend said, D, he has a boyfriend, and the relationship is very good, he shows affection every day, but D has a bad temper, and his man coaxes him every day.What's the matter, look at others. .

C silently closes the dialog box, has a boyfriend, is very spoiled, shows affection, I can give it to him too. C shook his head, thinking about me.

In the following days, C was as busy as before, with the student union and going abroad.When he was free, C forced himself to sleep instead of looking at his phone or other things. C still can't suppress his concern for D, for a stranger.

C took the phone, logged on to QQ, clicked on the list, and clicked on D's always dark avatar.Sighed, and was about to quit, but accidentally opened D's profile, and the latest mood was displayed as, "That's it, let's end it, I'm tired too." C suddenly trembled, his heart beat fast, trembling Open the space of D.It's still the same talk, but the talk the day before shocked C's heartbeat, and he couldn't calm down. "What will happen if you pierce it hard in the next second?" The picture shows the hand holding the lens all the time. Under the hand is a white wrist with a red string. The sharp point of the lens is above the blood vessel in the wrist.

With trembling hands, he exited the space of D, and stroked his heart, his heart ached. C tried hard to calm his breathing and relax himself, what would happen if he really didn't look at his phone today.What would happen if I didn't click on D's information by accident and didn't see it.

C thanked himself for still having some rp, clicked on D's profile picture, and asked if he was okay, what's wrong.Then he anxiously waited for D's reply. D seemed to be invisible, but he quickly replied that he was fine. C is still a little uneasy, thinking of that photo, and a little uneasy.Unwilling to ask, what happened to him.What happened to that photo?Finally, I felt that my tone seemed a little anxious, like a question, but it was too late to regret, and the message had been sent. D didn't seem to care, and said it was over, it was over.Don't worry, I won't cry.I'm used to being dumped by him, my heart won't hurt a long time ago, I'm very tired.Photos, just for fun.

C seemed to feel a sense of ecstasy welling up in his heart, and wanted to run a few laps on the playground right away.Resisting his heartbeat and excitement, he typed tremblingly, "Can you consider me? Let's be together." D didn't reply to the message after a long time, C turned over anxiously on the bed, and wrote "I will treat you better, better than him."After a few seconds, C still didn't give up and typed letter me again.

D never replied.

C is always waiting, but will send a few words to D after a few minutes. C stays awake.

"Didi..." QQ's old-fashioned notification sound.

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