Chapter 2 The first volume is so curious, so ignorant, such a happy childhood

It's the weekend, so I don't have to go to work.My parents were away, so I stayed at home alone as a wild ghost in the morning. It was not until I was so hungry that I groaned that I crawled weakly to the bathroom to wash up. The man in the mirror was haggard.I thought of giving up on myself, hurriedly brushed my teeth, patted my face with water, didn't bother to shave my stubble, put on a hooded coat, put on slippers and went downstairs to buy food. I think my appearance is really unacceptable.The aunt at the fast food restaurant downstairs would secretly put an extra piece of chicken leg in my lunch box on weekdays, but today not only was there no chicken leg, even a piece of meat was hard to find.

A lunch full of vegetables was tasteless. I went back to the room in a bad mood, threw the phone on the bed, and plunged into the quilt like an ostrich.My head still hurts a bit, I think I probably have a cold, or why is it difficult to breathe? Get some sleep and everything will be fine!It's a pity that I tossed and turned on the bed for a long time, but I couldn't fall asleep. The figure of Chen Yang is all over the heart and mind, and the whole room seems to imprison me and her memory cage. The cups she used, the chairs she made, the pillows she used, the prickly pears she watered, the figures she touched, the books she read, the CDs she shared, the photos of me and her, her solo photos, The Garfield and Rilakkuma she gave me, the scarves she wove and the gloves she sold, the magic props I gave her, and the hearts I’ve folded for her for many years...

Everything prevents me from pretending to be deaf and dumb. I have known Chen Yang for sixteen years.As time goes on, I didn't lose the feeling like the left hand touching the right hand after being in love for a long time, as others said.If I have to agree, it is that she has already become an inseparable part of my life. Who can accept to cut off part of his life and dedicate it to others?The news that Chen Yang is going to get married is undoubtedly a sharp knife, forcibly breaking off my limbs and making me a disabled person. "I like you too" "I will find you just like Tang Monk seeking scriptures, Wukong collecting dragon balls, and Conan searching for the truth."

"He's my buddy, my best buddy." "Yang Jie, you must congratulate me, I have found true love." "There is no one in this world who can't live without someone. Maybe you can't accept it now. After a while, you will feel that you and I are actually more suitable to be friends." "Let's not meet again from now on, okay? We'll treat each other as strangers from now on. We deleted each other's phone, QQ, Renren, Weibo... don't contact each other again, okay? We have been to our respective Is life okay? Please." ... Chen Yang.I knew she couldn't be with me, and I knew she would marry someone else, but when the moment came, I was still so sad that I couldn't help myself.I used to underestimate her influence on me.

... ... Chen Yang is getting married, and is going to marry someone I don't know. What does that person look like?Is it tall, short, fat or thin?does she love himdoes he love herWhat will her wedding be like?Where is it held?Chinese or Western?Grand or simple? Questions popped up in my mind one after another, and these obviously had nothing to do with me. I still remember that she liked Western-style weddings very much. She was wearing a white wedding dress, holding flowers, and heard the priest read: "Mr. Be with her, never leave her, love her, cherish her, respect her, take care of her, and be loyal to her forever?"

She once told me that if she gets married, she must hold the wedding like this.I can almost see her wearing a white wedding dress, listening to the priest recite the wedding vows, and happily saying "I do" to Sina. "You can't live without your own sins," I said to myself. If I hadn't made those childish mistakes, hadn't been so cowardly, and knew how to say no and pursue like a real man, then maybe I would have been her husband and stood in front of her and listened to her "I do" Bar. Unfortunately, there are no ifs in this world, and there will never be assumptions in the real world.

I suddenly envied the second dimension, because despite the ups and downs of the protagonist who opened the hook, he finally got what he wanted.I envy Nobita even more, because he has Doraemon and a time machine—and I have nothing, I live in reality, I can't go back to the past, I can't change the mistakes I made, and I can't change what she wants to marry other people's facts. For me, January 24th was a dark day with no future in sight.