Sadness of the starry sky

I admit that I am not a good boy, I often late, do not attend class, infatuated with Internet cafes, addicted to online games, play World of Warcraft all night... And I often wonder if it weren't for that, would I still be me? Would you care about me like you do now?

Evening playground, I ask you, what do you like me? Your face was full of surprise and doubt, I smiled, trying to calm down, and then said, who is that person in class with a book over his face, two eyes looking at me? Who is the person who always cleans my bag and drawers when I am away? Then who would pass me notes across so many people? I said a lot at that time, more said more satisfied, starry sky is bright, silvery moonlight projects the earth, light, quietly, and the scenery around is in harmony, charming and romantic. I LOOK at YOUR head red face, a pair of water spirit of big eyes, can not help pulling you, stretching arms hug you, you just symbolic struggle, the first time, soft, warm, hemp, smell the taste of love all over the body.

After that, we began the underground work, avoid the students, we secretly eat together, hide from the teacher, we secretly hold hands together to go to class, avoid parents, we secretly on the road pressure to a long time, anyway, everything is secretly. You say, you like the stars, just like like my eyes, sad in some depression. And you said you wanted to see what might be hidden in there? Every night after the self-study class, I will sit with you on the playground to see the stars, you lean against me, pillow on my shoulder. Once you asked, can we just like this, until a lifetime. I spoil to rub your head, silly girl, when the sky no longer have stars, I allow you to leave. You're getting closer, I guess you're thinking the same thing!

In order to facilitate travel, I rented a bicycle. I like the feeling that you encircled me from behind. It is warm and close, just like the couples in Korean dramas, I enjoy it very much. I drive you to parks, playgrounds, try on all kinds of clothes, shoes, I watch, although most of them can't afford, but your face is full of satisfaction. Before you left, you lingered for a long time outside the window of a shoe store. A pair of tube shoes, pink and rimmed, I think you would look beautiful in them. Buy it, I said. You shook your head and were silent for a while. I can afford it, I added. Let's go. It's gonna cost you a month's work. You still pity me, you still indulge me, think of me everywhere, looking at you far away figure, eyes a little wet.

The day with you is really very happy, very happy, like most first lovers, we drink a bottle of water, eat a bowl of noodles, in order to stimulate, we catch the last class of car, listen to an MP3, with a headset, you will drag me act like a jiao, you will put your hand into my pocket. I developed a habit, often put the key ring on the index finger, from time to time to turn, you said it is very handsome.

In the junior year of high school, the study became extremely big, you became more and more cranky, more and more impatient, I and other girls talk, you will be ignored for a while. Encounter this situation I always smile, I am yours, just as I pack a you. My grades are not very good, wandering at the end of the class, unlike you can test the first, get certificates, scholarships. Once upon a time, I studied very hard, but failed in the monthly examination again and again. I know that I am not a learning material, my future is very vague, and you are a key university material. The gap between you and me is too big, the gap is more difficult, I want to gradually alienate you, and then leave you, I have always had a wish, want to give you what you want.

Your birthday IS in December, rumble severe winter, nearly supper time, I WRAP fur jacket stand under your dormitory building, shout, wife A Jing, quick under ah, your husband is waiting for you --! A girl from the balcony out of the head, I saw you blushed, walked to the corner of the stairs, I lit the early ready fireworks, when the gorgeous flowers blooming in the air, at that moment my heart melted, should not leave you? I'm lost." "Ah Jing, Happy birthday ", you open my present, a pair of shoes, long tube, trim, pink, the next second, you hold me tight, I can feel the tears running down my throat.

Time is like a meteor across the starry sky, quietly, the end of the third year smoothly, everyone expected, you got the admission notice of Peking University, and I only went to a local ordinary university. We are like two lines, either no intersection, or only one, and this one has already ended. I put forward the break up that day, without any reason, stood in the beginning of the playground, at night, the sky is gray, and driving cool slightly, in front of me, you face all don't believe that, at that time I don't believe he would say, I'm from his pocket a pack of cigarettes, shake out a root, lighting, hard, absorbing two let the spread of the bitter in the mouth and then said, we are all tired, Let go and everyone will be free. Your red eyes, no words, the last time, I kiss your forehead, hold you in my arms, again, tears rolled into the neck, cold, cold, like my heart at that time, no longer temperature.

I dare not stay, I am afraid not to leave the courage, I print the figure in the dark, leaving you alone, looking at you at the corner. The sky thundered, to make up for the dark clouds, instant mixed with lightning under the downpour, and you did not leave, looking up at the night sky standing quietly, for a long time. Rain with tears blurred line of sight, knife like the heart, inch of the flow of red blood, the rain you appear so helpless and thin, suddenly some can not bear, but strongly suppressed the impulse to come forward, resolutely leave their figure, disappear in the endless darkness.

You might be happier without me.

After the university, I become silent, do not love to talk, infatuated with the network, all day playing Warcraft, all night, skipping class is worse, I want to find an excuse to vent, and the network is an object. The second semester of the first year, the monitor gave me a crown "frowsy SAO" title, probably before I did not find himself is this kind of person, otherwise how can leave you? Leave you in the rain? How can you give you a heartbreak at the moment of parting? Do you guys think I'm a bitch? Are you trying to whip me? Come on, I hate myself so much.

Time will always let a person feel sad, a year later, I met a big sister in Warcraft guild, added her QQ, look through her album, she is very pleasing, may be the whole meeting only I think so, because she is touching you, big eyes splash flower, like the sky of ethereal, clear pure. I thought I forgot you. When I saw her photos, my eyes got wet. The fragments of memory began to piece together and combine. Do you remember a boy who made you sad? Have you found another me?

Here, really can not write down, the heart is sour, eyes blurred several times. Indifferent to the relief, sixteen years old stars, who does not show some sadness? A memory, a prayer, let my soul sit in a habitat, where I can meet you again...