When I sat quietly at the computer desk again and tapped my past stories, my heart felt like I had knocked over a bottle of five flavors, all with sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and astringent.
I couldn't sort out my thoughts, but when the so-called true love left me again, I was a little stupid and shouted in my heart: You can make love, say you want to die!
I can't imagine that a big man would indulge in illusory online love, and I didn't expect that I would be defeated in this so-called love
I never deny that I really love with my heart, and even thought about giving up my family and living with her.
In this emotional vortex, my reason was slowly eroded. When I devoted myself to this love, it was ridiculous that the heroine had left coldly and ruthlessly, leaving me with infatuated me, trying to break free from this solid trap
A man’s sadness is an indescribable pain, and a man’s tears are extremely desperate hatred. If you love, it hurts, forget it, let the so-called love go to hell!
I am praying to God devoutly: Give me strength to forget love, and give me strength to forget you!
First of all, I'll just briefly introduce myself
My name is Jiang Feng. Because I have been in the army for several years, my relatives and friends either call me my name or Abing.
I was born in the late 1970s. In fact, most of the ages of me live a life of having a full family without being hungry. However, I am a married man who has been trapped in the city for many years and has become a father.
Maybe the identity and role like me are still talking about so-called love, which will make brothers and sisters of the same age despise me for being self-indulgent, or joke about being extremely childish.
In fact, whether it is childish or passionate, I am just being a straightforward self. Besides, I always think that emotional eruptions do not matter age, which is why my friends can go from teenagers to nearly forty years old.
Perhaps it is because of my natural cheerful personality and a slightly honest appearance that has made me feel no short of the so-called female fate since I became sensible
In fact, I have always hoped that I could be a good son to my parents, a good husband to my wife, and a good father to my children. However, the realistic emotional experience has slowly transformed from a simple teenager to a passionate and degenerate man.
When women float by my side, I have asked myself more than once, what else do I deserve to like?
Go and give?
And I don’t seem to have to find excuses to escape the degenerate reality. Maybe I am born to be a man who is unwilling to be lonely, because I thought about it, and I did it, doing what a gentleman said to destroy benevolence, righteousness and morality.
But I don’t know how you will soothe that stirring heart when facing a life as calm as water?
How will you resist that impulse passion?
I can guarantee that I have never regretted it, even though I have blamed myself
And I have always believed that in reality, people are already hypocritical enough, why bother making things difficult for themselves on the Internet?
But those people I have experienced on the Internet are always treasured in my heart, and the so-called passion is a memory that will never be erased!
The weather in Fuzhou in March is a bit like a manoeuvre woman. The sun is bright during the day, but the breeze is cool at night.
Only then did I realize that the night was already deep, the beaches and grass in the park were already empty, and the neon lights by the river bank had lost their luster, but the lights of the car that was speeding past the riverside Avenue seemed particularly dazzling
I was alone like a fool, dragging heavy steps on the banks of the Minjiang River. The river breeze blew by, and I not only shivered.
Yes, it's already late, it's time for me to go back, isn't it just a woman?
Do you have to be serious about yourself?
Really, Brother Feng can face the cuckold calmly, so why can’t I get along with myself?
Everyone who should come will come, and everyone who should leave will leave. No one should live a good life these days, right?
Today, a year ago, was the day when I met Beibei. Unexpectedly, before we could celebrate the first anniversary of our acquaintance, we had already parted ways.
But God really likes to tease people. The reason for the breakup this time is surprisingly similar to ten years ago. The only difference is: I was a boy ten years ago, and I was a man ten years later!
And now we realized that emotional men are really not worthy of having true love, not worthy of having true love, and are destined to be played with by women
Back to the lonely dormitory, I have a lot of thoughts. In the rolling world, I am like a lonely boat floating in the sea, ignorant and unreachable.
When I am irritated, I like to drink cold beer, sit at the computer desk blankly, and listen to sad love songs
The QQ avatar flashed constantly, and Zheng Yuan's sad singing rang in his ears again and again:
Every lonely night
Just like the end of a movie
Everyone around you left
I don't know when there will be tears
Every place where you love
It's like a net woven by memories
How much pain is locked in your chest
Who can see my injury
When I let go of your hand
Tears left behind the eyes
Drinking addicted spirits
Wake up and accept it eventually
When love is scattered
What is the eternal and long-lasting
A life of pain
Do you understand whether it is sufficient
How could I leave me cruelly
Why all this
Can't tell who's fault
This result is given to the effort
How could I hurt me cruelly
I love you so much
Lost happiness, disillusioned promise
Keeping two people's life
Passing alone
When I let go of your hand
Tears left behind the eyes
Drinking addicted spirits
Wake up and accept it eventually
When love is scattered
What is the eternal and long-lasting
A life of pain
Do you understand
Is it enough
How could I leave me cruelly
Why all this
Can't tell who's fault
This result is given to the effort
How could I hurt me cruelly
I love you so much
Lost happiness, disillusioned promise
Keeping two people's life
Passing alone
How could I leave me cruelly
Why all this
Can't tell who's fault
This result is given to the effort
How could I hurt me cruelly
I love you so much
Lost happiness, disillusioned promise
Keeping two people's life
Passing alone
Recalling the life I have traveled, the unfathomable network is always with me. In the lonely late night, who is my QQ open for?
Where did I go when I was the simple and innocent person?
Why am I lingering on the brink of depravity?
In this carnal city, did I conquer women?
Or am I being played with by a woman?
Perhaps in this deep temptation of love, it is the entanglement between love and sex!
It’s the trouble of loneliness!
And the little bits of the past poured into my mind like a tide...
I couldn't sort out my thoughts, but when the so-called true love left me again, I was a little stupid and shouted in my heart: You can make love, say you want to die!
I can't imagine that a big man would indulge in illusory online love, and I didn't expect that I would be defeated in this so-called love
I never deny that I really love with my heart, and even thought about giving up my family and living with her.
In this emotional vortex, my reason was slowly eroded. When I devoted myself to this love, it was ridiculous that the heroine had left coldly and ruthlessly, leaving me with infatuated me, trying to break free from this solid trap
A man’s sadness is an indescribable pain, and a man’s tears are extremely desperate hatred. If you love, it hurts, forget it, let the so-called love go to hell!
I am praying to God devoutly: Give me strength to forget love, and give me strength to forget you!
First of all, I'll just briefly introduce myself
My name is Jiang Feng. Because I have been in the army for several years, my relatives and friends either call me my name or Abing.
I was born in the late 1970s. In fact, most of the ages of me live a life of having a full family without being hungry. However, I am a married man who has been trapped in the city for many years and has become a father.
Maybe the identity and role like me are still talking about so-called love, which will make brothers and sisters of the same age despise me for being self-indulgent, or joke about being extremely childish.
In fact, whether it is childish or passionate, I am just being a straightforward self. Besides, I always think that emotional eruptions do not matter age, which is why my friends can go from teenagers to nearly forty years old.
Perhaps it is because of my natural cheerful personality and a slightly honest appearance that has made me feel no short of the so-called female fate since I became sensible
In fact, I have always hoped that I could be a good son to my parents, a good husband to my wife, and a good father to my children. However, the realistic emotional experience has slowly transformed from a simple teenager to a passionate and degenerate man.
When women float by my side, I have asked myself more than once, what else do I deserve to like?
Go and give?
And I don’t seem to have to find excuses to escape the degenerate reality. Maybe I am born to be a man who is unwilling to be lonely, because I thought about it, and I did it, doing what a gentleman said to destroy benevolence, righteousness and morality.
But I don’t know how you will soothe that stirring heart when facing a life as calm as water?
How will you resist that impulse passion?
I can guarantee that I have never regretted it, even though I have blamed myself
And I have always believed that in reality, people are already hypocritical enough, why bother making things difficult for themselves on the Internet?
But those people I have experienced on the Internet are always treasured in my heart, and the so-called passion is a memory that will never be erased!
The weather in Fuzhou in March is a bit like a manoeuvre woman. The sun is bright during the day, but the breeze is cool at night.
Only then did I realize that the night was already deep, the beaches and grass in the park were already empty, and the neon lights by the river bank had lost their luster, but the lights of the car that was speeding past the riverside Avenue seemed particularly dazzling
I was alone like a fool, dragging heavy steps on the banks of the Minjiang River. The river breeze blew by, and I not only shivered.
Yes, it's already late, it's time for me to go back, isn't it just a woman?
Do you have to be serious about yourself?
Really, Brother Feng can face the cuckold calmly, so why can’t I get along with myself?
Everyone who should come will come, and everyone who should leave will leave. No one should live a good life these days, right?
Today, a year ago, was the day when I met Beibei. Unexpectedly, before we could celebrate the first anniversary of our acquaintance, we had already parted ways.
But God really likes to tease people. The reason for the breakup this time is surprisingly similar to ten years ago. The only difference is: I was a boy ten years ago, and I was a man ten years later!
And now we realized that emotional men are really not worthy of having true love, not worthy of having true love, and are destined to be played with by women
Back to the lonely dormitory, I have a lot of thoughts. In the rolling world, I am like a lonely boat floating in the sea, ignorant and unreachable.
When I am irritated, I like to drink cold beer, sit at the computer desk blankly, and listen to sad love songs
The QQ avatar flashed constantly, and Zheng Yuan's sad singing rang in his ears again and again:
Every lonely night
Just like the end of a movie
Everyone around you left
I don't know when there will be tears
Every place where you love
It's like a net woven by memories
How much pain is locked in your chest
Who can see my injury
When I let go of your hand
Tears left behind the eyes
Drinking addicted spirits
Wake up and accept it eventually
When love is scattered
What is the eternal and long-lasting
A life of pain
Do you understand whether it is sufficient
How could I leave me cruelly
Why all this
Can't tell who's fault
This result is given to the effort
How could I hurt me cruelly
I love you so much
Lost happiness, disillusioned promise
Keeping two people's life
Passing alone
When I let go of your hand
Tears left behind the eyes
Drinking addicted spirits
Wake up and accept it eventually
When love is scattered
What is the eternal and long-lasting
A life of pain
Do you understand
Is it enough
How could I leave me cruelly
Why all this
Can't tell who's fault
This result is given to the effort
How could I hurt me cruelly
I love you so much
Lost happiness, disillusioned promise
Keeping two people's life
Passing alone
How could I leave me cruelly
Why all this
Can't tell who's fault
This result is given to the effort
How could I hurt me cruelly
I love you so much
Lost happiness, disillusioned promise
Keeping two people's life
Passing alone
Recalling the life I have traveled, the unfathomable network is always with me. In the lonely late night, who is my QQ open for?
Where did I go when I was the simple and innocent person?
Why am I lingering on the brink of depravity?
In this carnal city, did I conquer women?
Or am I being played with by a woman?
Perhaps in this deep temptation of love, it is the entanglement between love and sex!
It’s the trouble of loneliness!
And the little bits of the past poured into my mind like a tide...
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