"You are really无聊, staying alone in the room surfing the internet. Christmas Eve is a sweet moment for two people, but you are alone facing a cold computer. It can only be the responsibility on your shoulders, and what needs to be relaxed is the shackles of the soul. That was a simple fate. He continued to drift among flowers, while I started to wander in the wind." She left just like that!" Your lips were trembling slightly. Since I got to know you, it's the first time I've seen you this sad, so sad that it even made me feel heartbroken. Suddenly, I understood a fact: her place in your heart is not just as a good friend. I turned my head, and tears had silently slid down, flowing along my cheeks all the way to my lips. I licked my dry lips with my tongue, just touching those salty tear drops. You no longer wiped away my tears. Suddenly, you straightened up, hands on my shoulders, turning my face towards you. When our eyes met, the affection of the past was no longer there. I knew what the result would be. From the day she appeared, I predicted this end. I am someone who cares about face. Before you could speak, I took the lead, so you wouldn't be put in an awkward position, and I could preserve my pitiful self-respect. Until we both grow old. The earth is covered with the holy light of the sun, everything is filled with angry hope, and the world is overflowing with a peaceful atmosphere. Moreover, spending money like water. As you said, let everything go with the flow. Even my closest friends haven't noticed. "I don't believe it!" "What do you want me to say so that you'll believe? From the very beginning, I just wanted to play with you. Do you understand? I'm not sincere towards you. Because loving someone means knowing you will lose your freedom. Even if the relationship ends, there's no need to avoid me like I'm some kind of evil spirit. How can you scold me without discerning right from wrong! That's too impolite!" His eloquence now was completely different from earlier that morning. Sometimes I look at the dark night sky and think of you, wondering if you also miss me on such nights? Why wasn't my night so sorrowful before I met you, nor did I shed tears? But now without you, every night is so hard to endure. And I don't know if this feeling will forever accompany me through every night in the future. On each rainy day, I think of you. Her face keeps appearing in her mind. Now we are deliberately avoiding eating chocolates or anything related to hawthorn, fearing that we might uncontrollably think of each other, recalling every little detail of the past. This is another form of yearning, which is unfair to our parents who love us. I have a sister. When she was four years old, our parents divorced. She lived alone with mom. Dad already had his new family and another daughter. Now she is twenty years old and in college. I always thought she was so cheerful, living happily, having a wealthy dad, living in a big and nice house with mom. The previous dissatisfaction was just temporary sadness. However, during a chat with her, I learned that in fact, she said she envied her younger sister. At least, her sister had a complete family and could live with both parents. When she argued with mom, she often hated mom but couldn't bear to leave her because she knew how hard it was for a woman to bring up a four-year-old girl to today. Life always makes people feel helpless and forces them to keep facing it. Once, I always wanted to raise a daughter by myself when I had the ability, giving her the best education, the most love, and the freest space to grow up. Imagining that mother and daughter wearing the same pajamas playing at home, lying in bed listening to music, walking in the park wearing the same clothes, teaching her to be strong, kind, and learn the details of being a person from a young age. However, after today, I no longer think so. What is the best is not the materialistic giving, but providing her with a healthy environment is the most important. When she grows up and asks me, 'Mom, where is my dad?'..."