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    You are gone, to Sichuan, to fulfill your sacred mission.

    You went to save the world, but unfortunately left me behind.

    Without you, I have only a body, no thoughts, no soul.  Only a pair of sunken eyes kept staring at the phone, only looking forward to a message from you, a call.

    As long as the phone rings, how I hope it is you, but every time I hope, it turns into disappointment, and my dreams come to nothing!  My heart was in a ball, my brows were furrowed, and my smile was faintly visible, but the taste of real happiness was missing.  What's wrong with me?  I asked myself, I can only use a "bitter smile" to comfort myself.

    I just want to hear that "pig" you call me.  I just want to see those two playful "wives" written in the text message.  I just want to find someone to play brain teasers with, I just want to find someone to amuse me, I just

    It's a pity that everything is fantasy, nothing but fantasy is fantasy.

    You said that you left and went into the mountains, where you couldn't receive a signal, make a phone call, or send a message. You said you would miss me.

    It turned out that the days without you, the night is so quiet, the quiet is terrible.

    The world is meaningless to me, I don't know what I live for.

    I start dreaming every night, dreaming of you, in the dream, I see your face clearly, your powerful big hand gently stroked my hair, and whispered to me "little fool"

    Waking up in the morning, looking at the bed that was eroded and wet by my own tears, I can only use silence instead.

    Everyone thought I was broken in love, and everyone tried their best to comfort me, but no one knew the real reason.

    I don't want to say, I don't want to tell anyone, I just want to miss you quietly by myself.

    I worked like hell and lectured like hell, not giving myself a chance to stop.

    I am desperately writing in my diary, whenever I have time, I am afraid that I will accidentally miss a certain detail about you

    I started reminiscing about the brain teasers we played.

    You said: Who never sees a doctor?  (blind)

    You said: What will happen if I pinch you?  (At the time I thought I added you) (Pain)

    You said: What is the difference between two o'clock and three o'clock?  (almost)

    You say: From one to nine, among these nine numbers, which one is the most diligent and which one is the laziest?  (one does not do two endlessly)

    I said: Who is Mi's mother?

    Hehe, I know you can't answer, you chased me and asked, "What is it?"

    I said: "flower", (peanuts)

    I said: Who is Nami's father?  (butterfly, butterfly love flower)

    I said: Who is Nami's grandfather?  (pop, popcorn)

    You said: Why is Mi's father a butterfly?

    I said: Stupid, Die Lianhua, married, naturally gave birth to Mila.

    You said: How does Nami's grandfather explain it?

    I said: Because it has hugged flowers and rice, only grandpa can do it.

    You said: It's a fallacy!  Grandma can do it too.

    I said: Then there is no Pomihua?

    You laugh, laugh, laugh wildly.

    I laughed too, until tears flowed out.

    You start to be unprincipled, "Why is there me in the world?"

    I thought it was a brain teaser, "Why?" I asked stupidly.

    You start to smile wickedly, "Hey, that's because God sees you so pitifully, and wants me to cherish you!"

    "You are a pig" I screamed.

    "Hey, it's a pity that my surname is Yan but not Zhu, someone's surname is Zhu!"

    In memory, I don't like to talk anymore, and let the tears swirl in my eyes, moistening my eyes.

    Are you OK?  I meditate in my heart every day.

    There is a force condensed in the air, and it will shatter if you accidentally touch it.

    The business is also more insipid, as insipid as boiled water.

    That ghost kept nagging in my ear all day long, "Why didn't anyone sign up?", "What is the reason?", "Is it the teacher's problem?" "Why didn't the students come?"  

    What an idiot, if I knew, would I still be here?  His words made my troubled heart even more restless.

    I ignored him and let him talk to himself and deceive himself and others. I just need to think about my graduate student wholeheartedly, and everything else seems to have nothing to do with me!

    Every minute and every second is so long, how many days?  In the days without your call, I seem to have spent a few days19th century.  The words carefully prepared every day have no one to talk to, no one to listen to the sadness in my heart, no one is as humorous as you, who can make me laugh out loud!  nobody¡­¡­

    In short, no one will take your place!

    Open the space, and the secret diary inside is densely recorded everything about you.

    "Are you okay?" I wanted to ask you, but unfortunately I didn't know where to send my message.

    If there is a god, please convey my thoughts on you for me.

    It's a pity that there are no gods, because I have never encountered them.

    I picked up the pen and kept writing, drawing, and drawing on the paper. After the entire paper was filled, I realized that your name was written all over it. The more I looked, the more I looked like you, and it hurt my heart  , A big tear fell on it like this.

    My heart was in a mess, and I returned to my memory.

    You said that you can write beautiful calligraphy, but I don't believe it, so I insist on writing it out and uploading photos for me to see.

    You really didn't lie to me, your flamboyant handwriting reveals the demeanor of a king.

    I clamored for you to help me design my name, and in the next second, you helped me design my name, and designed the two Zhu Zhu beads into a flying phoenix, as if they were about to fly.  I seem to see a cute little pig flying towards me.  I took that photo to develop, although it was a little blurry, but it was designed by you for me, and it was treated as a gift from you.

    After Meizi saw the signature you designed for me, she yelled at me and asked me to help her design it too.

    So I asked you to help with the design, you seemed a little unhappy, you said: I can only design for my pigs, not for others.

    But I don't follow you, Meizi is my good sister after all!  I came to cry, make trouble, and act like a baby. Your heart softened, and you helped Meizi design her signature.

    The word "plum" is like a plum blossom that blooms in the wind and snow in winter, which reminds people of Wang Anshi's poem "Ling Han blooms alone".  Meizi was very happy, "This is my most satisfying signature!" She said, "Please thank him for me!"

    I conveyed Meizi¡¯s thanks to you, and you said: If it weren¡¯t for your face, it would be useless even if the emperor begged me!

    I said: I didn't expect the graduate student to be an expert in calligraphy!  hey-hey!

    I just praised you, you started to be smug again, and you started to show off your "boasting" skills again, and finally got tired of boasting, you said, "Then you can help me design the design, see if my pigs can do it  What kind of ability, how can you distort my name!"

    "Hmph, although I'm not proficient in everything, this lady is good at everything."

    "You're bragging!" You laughed maniacally, "I really can't imagine what a pig looks like on a piano!"

    "Hmph, don't look down on people! I can play the electronic organ, play backgammon, checkers, write with a pen, and draw stick figures. I can do all four things. Do you think you can play all of them?"

    Haha, your stormy laughter came from over there.

    I also designed the name for you, but unfortunately I can't write the effect of "iron hook with silver hook". At first glance, it has the effect of "graffiti with letter pen".  Hehe, but I still took a picture and passed it on to you.

    You said, the writing is quite good, and I keep it in my collection.

    Shit, I know you are comforting me.

    But who told you to ask Miss Ben to write notes, Ben Zhuzhu is best at writing with pens, I still remember that time, Miss Ben's pen writing almost won an award!  Heroes don't mention being brave back then, and this matter will not be mentioned in the future!

    Today I will fill your name with pen characters, keep the manuscript well, and pass it on to you another day.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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