Chapter 16 Chapter 16: Love is an accident

Love is a kind of accident, which is just like what is written in a poem: You are a cloud from the sky, accidentally broke into my eyes, you are a gust of wind, and accidentally blew the wind chime hanging in my heart... In this corner of the city, you stand at the window at night, pretending that nothing happened, this meeting seems to be purely accidental.I know, I know you must be waiting for me there, come closer, please?Let me look at "Your face full of warmth".Don't rush to say goodbye, you and I understand how hard it is to leave by "accident".Thinking of your lonely look, I have no determination to turn around and leave you far away.I still love you as much as I used to!Although the spring of acquaintance has gone far.The love sown in spring is inevitably full of romance, and it may really be difficult to withstand the test of autumn wind and cold winter.However, I still love you as before, even though it is the summer full of tenderness.Reading about your memory, reading your helplessness, I don't dare to look at you carefully, so I can only say nothing.How are you after the farewell?With so many burdens on your shoulders, I can only, I can only send you distant blessings, I can only, I can only care about you day and night in my heart...

Yes, it is impossible to forget you.At the moment when I face you, how much I want to let you sleep on my shoulder for a while; how much I want to kiss your tearful eyes again; how much I want to share something for you again; The wish of mutual joy; how I want to caress your messy hair again; how I want to walk into the familiar threshold with you again... You stand quietly in front of me, I can smell the fragrance of your breath.But I know that when I was intoxicated, you have gone far.You really shouldn't have treated me like this, and it's never too late to say goodbye.I will never ask you if you still love me still, if you still cherish the fiery love, if you still abide by the ethereal vows of eternal love, if we have come to the end of fate... It is difficult for you and me to answer this question that can never be opened Mouth problem!Why leave more burdens on memories.

The days are like birds in front of my eyes, flying by again and again. When the night falls, I sit by the window more often, smoking a cigarette, counting the days with you, and imagining that you miraculously appear in front of me at that moment.But every time I see you, I am so melancholy, and the familiar face is full of strange sadness.You shouldn't be like this, you shouldn't be like this!Your sorrows make me sick, your pains make me anxious, your sorrows make me uneasy. Say goodbye to you silently, and wipe away the tears from the corners of your eyes silently.For love, I don't ask for no faults, but no regrets.If you have truly loved, why bother to cover up the lingering in your heart with hypocritical chic.When it snows on my temples, I will also say - I really love you.Although there are so many, so many rivers that will never be crossed, so many, so many mountains that will never be crossed between us.After this period of emotional journey, I seem to really understand the so-called love: the accident in the inevitable, the inevitable in the accident.

People often say: When in love, women are always more devoted than men, and they often love desperately.In fact, why not men?When in love, men often have too much passion and lack of reason. A man is an excellent actor, but by no means an excellent lover.