I am still working in another province, and the company has arranged for me to stay in a yurt. It doesn't have air conditioning, and at night, there is the constant noise of crude performances from the lively food stalls around.

But I was too exhausted and still overslept.

My mood was still fine until I randomly played a song on my phone.

"A few cubes create a complete lamp, carefully woven,"

The appearance of the night,

A single light bulb can illuminate several cubic meters.

It was his intention.

A few steps away, a few lights were turned off as the figure weaved.

The visibility of dreams,

A car headlight falls in love with a road.

It's his cloud diagram.

I looped this song for a long time, and the more I listened, the more my eyes became teary.

Someone in the comments said: "Is it worth it to fall in love with someone who has no future in the most beautiful years of your life?"

I thought for a moment.

Of course, it's worth it.

What needs to be endured, is not only the lost youth, but also the infinite bitterness that surges into the body before moving towards the future.

Fortunately, I can write to ease my worries. Fortunately, I can sit in front of the piano all day and play a piece to calm my heart. Fortunately, I can work hard and have no time to reminisce.

But what about those who have lost love while in a state of confusion?

Just thinking about it makes my heart ache so much.

The story continues - that day, I added her on WeChat, but I didn't take the initiative to talk to her.

I am not particularly good at starting conversations. Although I am really poor, if you don't take the initiative to approach me, I will probably never be so bored as to start a conversation in my entire life.

This is probably the only thing that sets us apart.

After taking care of my own matters and returning, I glanced at my phone to find that she had already filled the screen with messages. She has a habit of sending WeChat messages one sentence at a time, and she remains the same now. As for me, I've also adopted this habit because of her.

"I finally added you on WeChat!"

"On the day of graduation, I forgot to ask for it!"

"Hug you! Give you a kiss muah~"

"Do you want to come out and play together?"

The following paragraph contains a bunch of miscellaneous questions and exclamatory sentences, which will be omitted.

Now thinking about it, it's somewhat amusing. To be honest, back then, I had a feeling that the image of a goddess in my heart had collapsed.

A normally gentle and refined girl, why does she speak so much? I always feel that if she were to say all these things directly to my face, the stark contrast would likely cause me to collapse!

She didn't even know about this small scheme of ours, even after we broke up...

However, at that time, I was still drawn to the fond memories of her, and replied to her one by one, following the rules obediently.

And so, she asked and I answered, and we chatted all night.

I discovered that we have the same hobbies: we both like cosmetics, enjoy listening to English songs, love traveling, and have a fondness for romance. And even... liking each other.

She has been complimenting me on my beauty, and from initially modestly declining, to eventually completely turning beet red and feeling flustered.

I forgot when this cliche started to appear. If there is one, I really want to say to her: You are beautiful! Your whole family is beautiful! (In a positive way)

I can't remember all the details of our conversation at that time, but I only remember one thing at the end: I made a promise with her to meet after we graduated.

I'm too lazy and want to find a place closer to home. Surprisingly, she didn't refuse and even directly suggested that she could come to my house to kill time.

I'm a little shy - after all, she was my little goddess back then!

So, I did the most provocative thing that a straight girl could do...

"Do you want me to invite xx and xx over? You can come to my house and my mom will cook for you?"

I remember her reply very clearly.

There is no exclamation mark at the beginning, nor is it accompanied by various cute expressions.

She replied to me, "Well... okay."