Let me tell you our story too. I don’t know what to write about this. When there is no one at this time, I always like to tell stories to myself. When there is no one chatting, there is no way to do this. If there is one person, you might be able to write this better! If there is no one reading this, you can write this by yourself. If there is really someone reading this at this time, this is really a big fan, haha~! I have thought too much, this is really not coming, this can really exist, this is really something I want to have! Unfortunately, this is my beautiful wish again, to find the ability to like someone and find the person arranged by God for you.

Our God instructed my brother to say: The person we love the most in this world is you, and you are yourself. We will meet many passers-by on the way, all of whom are passers-by in your life, not the one in your life, nor are we left for you. Some people, these people are just a matter of how long they stay, some people may just look at you and leave, and this person may never see you again just a greeting. How many people can you really stay and be your friends? So we must cherish the people around us. There are really not many people who can truly have in this life, and we will not have a few, so we must just seize these friends in our lives.

Think about it, there were a few people who came for their books before, and they could vote for me one or two votes. Now there are no such people, and they all started from this damn game of robbing red envelopes. Everyone would rather grab this red envelopes and have a few cents. This is not what I said was less. Well, I am also such a person. I would rather grab a red envelope than vote for myself. This is me!

It seems that the temptation of this red envelope is still great. This ticket does not look soft or can’t be eaten. Although this red envelope is useless to me, this cannot be exchanged for a dime, and this snatching does not make much sense. But I still want to snatch it. What kind of mentality is this? I don’t know what’s wrong with me. Maybe I’m addicted to grab it. I know that this is meaningless, but I will waste time snatching it. This is not the case with me alone. I saw everyone snatching it, and I’m really fascinated by this!

It’s not that I said that the money is low, this is really like this, because all the things I grab are for a few points, and this one has not been able to get a top corner in a few days, and this is also unlucky. So even though this is the case, I still have to grab it. I just don’t agree. Why do I grab it every time I grab it is the least, and I am not willing to do it. This is not a matter of money. Military products cannot be lost in this breath, and I really don’t want to lose in this breath.

Think about how unlucky I have to be able to receive so many cents. This is really not an ordinary unlucky. I am also drunk. Can this be more unlucky than me? I really want to ask you, who else can be more unlucky than me? Is there anyone else? I am the most unlucky. Unlucky is not the main thing. The key is that this hand is still broken, this is really a snatch, this is really not a snatch, this is really not a snatch, this is really annoying, this is really painful! I hate myself for being a snatch, this is not a snatch! Sometimes I try it, this is not a snatch, this is only a snatch, this is a snatch, this is a snatch, this is a snatch, this is a snatch! There is no other way out, it is destined to be sad.

I said that I was speechless. This cannot be considered unlucky. I am not such a person. I cannot just admit defeat or admit defeat. I really can't do this. So as long as I have votes, even if there are only two tickets, I will vote for this person with red envelopes. It's so willful, haha.

What is love in our minds like? The so-called love is just a beautiful thing that everyone is idealized. In reality, it is a desire for beauty and happiness that cannot be sought! Who can have this true love? How many people love each other sincerely? This is life and death, or will it be as we say forever. My theory has a person I love, who regards her as my family, and this is my other half, and this is my other half in my life.

And she can't be interpreted in a few words. Only people in this happiness, only people in this love, and only people in this sincere and relative love can understand it. This is really not something that ordinary people can understand. What others say is for reference only. Don't make mistakes in the center, that is your life, not someone else's life, so what others say does not matter. It depends on your heart, your heart voice, what your heart thinks, this goes with your heart. This is nothing wrong, this will never be wrong, this will never be wrong, this will never be wrong.

The feeling of your heart will not lead you to the wrong way. You are not our God-instructing brother, nor can you always go astray. You can't be as sad as me! How many people who have such a tragic life can come to me? I'm considered one, who else? I don't know, but I must be one of them. The result is just an attitude. We will stick to our attitude and persistence. Our road is still long. Let's walk the road of life and walk towards the sun. One day our life will be bright and bright.

Deep love means giving more, but not willing to give more. Only this is reluctant to give more, this is the only person who only wants others to give, this is the kingly way of doing things, this is the one who only wants others to be hurt and not being hurt. This is not as good as our blind date daughter. How can we be like this in life? How can we be so selfish in life? This is the nature of a woman, this is selfish, it is the feeling that others should give to themselves, and they don’t want to give. How can you, the person who always expects others to give, have happiness.

Okay, I am also like this. What I said is that I used to be like this, but I am also constantly changing and making efforts. This is my progress. This is the person who is not thirty years old is really too young and cannot understand many things. It seems that only people who are older can understand a lot of things. This person who is not yet able to understand it really cannot understand it. It is like they cannot understand it. If she is humble, she can learn it slowly. She is no longer young and will not learn it yet. I am drunk. It seems that this must be taught by a strong person, that is, someone who is recognized by her. I cannot teach it. I have no obligation to teach her.

I don't think about this if I taught her, and I don't know if this is my person in the end. Isn't this a waste of expressions? So you women don't like this man who has no experience in love. We men don't seem to dislike you. You are also drunk. You dislike others and don't think about whether others can look down on you. So, you are just afraid of being hurt again and heart-wrenchingly, so you don't have much hope for the love you may encounter in the future. Especially those who meet on blind dates, think this is too easy, and those who think they will have a lot of love in their lives. I think this is just one of you.

So I think people like us won’t cherish them too much! I just think I am just one of your reference objects, which is like a data or a reference value. This is useless, right? So thinking about not being taken seriously by others. This really makes me very sad. This is really a very sad thing. Although I am so good, I can’t get your approval no matter how I do it. This can’t squeeze into the first few people in your heart. Do you think I am very pitiful? So I am not saying that I am sorry for me. You don’t have to ignore my existence like this. You should treat me as an optional existence! In this case, I will be really sad.
Chapter completed!