Sister, our Anmuxi has gone bad.

I don't know when I was afraid to contact you. I'm afraid what you say, what I say, lovers. I was scared, but I missed it, but I missed it, but I was helpless. It is difficult to solve this problem.

I remember that summer, when I first met you, I was so lively and always so heartless when I laughed. At that time, I had only a faint affection for you. If I listen to the dialect on your phone carefully again, I will still miss and be confused. Later, I often heard you mention it, laughing and saying that I am like this, and the little complaints are really full of happiness.

"Don't drink yogurt, come and get it if you want." I am stupid enough to be here. Speaking of which, it's the first time to drink Anmuxi. I don't like sticky things very much, and it feels strange. Slowly, this time I finished writing, and the unreasonable little student was happy. I just think this girl gives people a good feeling.

From then on, in your eyes, your figure seems to be more: this little figure is very beautiful; Today, this dress has a little fresh taste; This lively sister-in-law looks good with a cool ponytail. Alas, I didn't notice it before. Small hands are slender and soft. Isn't that what the book says? I saw them today.

The nurse next to her talked to her with great interest and jokingly said, "Do you like her?" , "Like it!" I also replied half jokingly, "We can go out to play together on National Day". I smiled and liked it. As for liking, I am not an ideal person.

Being alone for a long time, loneliness can always knock yourself down easily, and your impression of me is OK. On National Day, "Are you free?" Let's have dinner together. "We have intersection. Eating in the wrong way, nervous at the roadside, afraid to hold hands, absent-minded at the movies. When I first experienced it, I was nervous, excited, afraid, secretly pleased and confused, and all kinds of emotions were mixed.

Looking back now, the sour and sweet taste of Anmuxi is still in my heart, sticky and can't be waved away. However, the Anmuxi between us has been diluted by time, and it is sour in one bite. How many times, I want to add some sugar, even if it is a little sweet; Yes, as close as possible to the past. But anyway, it is still full of acidity.

I am on duty today, but I can't help it. I wanted to see you in the video for a long time, but I didn't answer. After a while, you call me. Look, there is still some comfort between us. Hang up the phone, 14 minutes and 49 seconds. At this moment, my brain is blank. I just want to escape. I want to talk to you in a thousand words, but there are only a few words to pack. I want to see two words at last.

Girl, are we really not going back?