Windy Sunday June 26th The moment I saw my boyfriend holding his new lover's hand and trying on the perfume in Shin Kong Place, the world "cracked" and became extremely ugly.This kind of betrayal of seeing is believing is the first time, but it won't be the last time, because this kind of out of sight, out of the way of the village, out of the back of the shop, made me, who was standing not far from the two of them, feel at a loss between life and death. I ran all the way home, and when I slumped on the sofa, I was so exhausted that I was on the verge of breath failure. At that moment, no matter how I looked at it, I was just dying.I blinked, the corners of my eyes were very dry, I didn't cry out, but in my mind, in the room, in every corner, all over the mountains and plains, there seemed to be a large dose of bitter love songs playing.My heart twitched and my fingers trembled slightly.I was exhausted and wanted to lean sideways, but found that the sofa was so big in my eyes that there was no fulcrum in the whole world.

I thought it was the last love. Sadly, that's what I think every time I pull myself into a relationship. But this time, he and I were always so sweet and so understanding, even, even the day before the incident, he was still saying I love you. I tried hard to recall the good times we had, but their authenticity was now being destructively questioned. If it's just this, maybe it won't break me down so violently.I can still break up immediately like a previous relationship, cursing words in my heart, but still smiling and wishing the other party all the best in the future. But this time, I pointed at that sweet couple and cursed because the shy new love beside him was actually the chief senior best friend who had been hanging out with me since junior high school.

It was this fact that broke me. This fact made me feel that I was the one with the problem. There were so many signs that forced me to suddenly realize, but I chose to turn a blind eye to them all.And how bad does a person have to be for such a thing to happen: Is the mistress my best friend? In a trance, I could hear God pointing at me from above and laughing disdainfully. From childhood to adulthood, my girlfriends have witnessed every time I fight with my boyfriend, and my boyfriends have also more or less encountered me and my girlfriends wanton slapstick with each other.When I was angry with my best friend, I would go to my boyfriend to vent my emotions, and when I had a fight with my boyfriend, I would go to my best friend to have a night chat by the fire.

But at this moment, I was rejected by both sides at the same time. The whole person is like a part that has fallen off the conveyor belt. I feel lonely, but this is not the point. The point is that I do not constitute any sense of existence to the world. I just sat on the sofa like this, in a daze, and when I was about to petrify, the phone rang suddenly. As the phone rang, all the pores in my whole body opened greatly, as if I was listening. Which of the two will be calling?Or did they call together? Do you want to apologize to me, or do you want to convince me that the change is an illusion? That scene just now was just me dazzled?

I was trembling nervously, the phone rang impatiently, I could almost hear the person on the other end of the phone saying: Hey, the time is not waiting, the opportunities are limited. I grabbed the phone and said something in an erratic voice, hello?Then he shut his mouth tightly, ready to act accordingly. On the other end of the phone, a man yelled, Huang Xiaoxian!Hit your phone and keep turning it off!Are you dying of poverty?Didn't I pay you? Come back and work overtime! ! I grabbed the phone in a daze for a long time before I realized that the man who was yelling at me was the old man—my boss.

I don't know where the courage came from, and after being stunned for a long time, I said to the old king what I wanted to dedicate to the pair of wild mandarin ducks. "Get out of here!" This time the old king was stunned, and after a few seconds, he silently hung up the phone. I squatted on the floor and listened to the afterglow of the roar echoing in the room.Well done, Xiaoxian Huang, I said to myself, one day, first break up, then lose a friend, then lose your job for yelling at the boss, next, you just get up from the floor , close the doors and windows, go to the kitchen, lightly turn on the gas, and then, take a deep breath quietly, your life will be nirvana in a short time.

There was silence in the room, only the sound of the pointer moving forward.With a crisp sound of fit, I looked up at the clock, and the hour, minute, and second hands all pointed to zero. This is how I ushered in, the first day of a lovelorn.