Chapter 28:

The reason why I broke up with my ex-boyfriend is very common-because he died. +++ Girls must go to the website EbookFREE.me
Just kidding, after he cheated, I thought he was dead.
I have been in love with my ex for half a year, and finally I exchanged a sentence of thank you for your accomplishment...
This is also a joke.
I didn't fulfill him, but it wasn't an embarrassment to everyone. I still remember that my ex and I were still watching a movie in the cinema. Before the movie was over, his cell phone called.
The sound of the big screen and the vibration of his mobile phone in the quiet movie theater. It was really loud for a long time, and when I turned my head, I saw his complicated face.
He answered the phone and said the word "you". Before he could say it, there was a scream that was a little broken: "I can't stand you going to the movie with her. For the last time today, I was outside the cinema, you come out , Follow me. Either go back and you will never see me again."
It seems to me now, to blame, only that the movie is a literary and artistic film, it is too quiet, I can hear the content of this call clearly without putting it in his ear.
I picked up the Coke, got up and walked outside the cinema. My ex came to pull me, but of course he didn't.
"Let's go, go out, I'll go with you." I calmly said to my ex, walked out of the cinema, and saw his roommate standing outside the cinema.
Only then did I know that, it turned out that I had been talking about my boyfriend for half a year. He was considerate and meticulous in every way. It made me feel that I finally met the ex of the hero of novels and comics. He was gay.
gay!
I was calm. My ex was struggling. His roommate saw me and his eyes fell on the hand of his ex who was pulling my arm. His expression was very angry, and embarrassment was hidden in the anger.
The air was silent, and finally I broke the silence.
"I wish you happiness." I said, and then I opened the lid of the coke and poured ice coke over my ex-boyfriend.
This is probably the most extraordinary thing I have done in the past two decades.
I remember that I tried my best to control my expression, so that I would not look hideous and distorted. My heart beats wildly, my whole body is made of wood, and my fingers are even tingling.
But I controlled myself and let myself calmly, without breaking down, and without embarrassment, put the splashed Coke cup back into the hands of my predecessor, and I said, "Thank you, thank you."
I turned and left. The idea at the time was very simple. The two of them cheated. I couldn't beat one of them. It would be even more difficult to fight two. Let's withdraw. Lest the body is injured after the mental injury.
I withdrew.
From then on this person has deleted what should be deleted in my life, lost what should be lost. There have been too many things that he has mixed up...such as Weibo, I abandoned it.
And I can’t tell people why I broke up with my ex. So whenever someone asks and mentions it, I always say that he is dead, his expression is extremely sincere, his expression is surprisingly sad, and his spirit is extremely weak. Only in this way can I quickly end this topic that is embarrassing to me.
Not long after I broke up with my ex, I graduated. After I moved into this apartment, I didn’t have time to remember the past. Until now, it’s been almost a year. I have almost forgotten this history, but never I thought of turning out such a memory from the corner of the corner again today.
Recalling again, I was still embarrassed and sighed.
I was innocent at the time. I had been in love with my ex for half a year, and Bo didn’t have a fight, but I didn’t feel strange. I still felt that this person was really kind to me, so gentle, and I just wanted to coax the girl into bed. The glamorous stuff is really different.
Finally found that it is indeed different...
I shook my head to get rid of these messy things.
To this day, what I admire has greatly pushed me into my most passionate comics career. This is what I didn’t even dare to think of the adventure at first. As long as I find my Weibo again, I might be able to interact with each other greatly. Pay attention, so that you can get a little closer to your dream...
I hesitated for a long time in front of the computer. Finally, I opened the Weibo page, and after a year, I re-logged in to my Weibo.
A year ago, I was a more transparent little painter than I am now. On Weibo, I follow four to five hundred people, but only two hundred people follow me. Among them, there are about 150 zombie fans, 30 A few of my classmates, classmates and trumpets, really came from the Internet to follow my fans, probably... about ten, now I haven’t followed in a year, the number of fans has become nineteen, and it is estimated that the only few Have unfollowed.
Saved in a year, three @, five comments, and...
Ok?
I was taken aback. What are these hundreds of private messages from unfollowed people?
I poked it away and saw a familiar avatar, my ex-boyfriend. When I broke up that year, I deleted people quickly. The next day, he disappeared in all aspects of my software contacts. I also walked around him in school. I would not go back if he was at the door of the bedroom. Someone who helped him spread the letter would hide one by one. After graduating, these messes are gone.
Unexpectedly...he left me so many things on Weibo.
I clicked on the webpage and found that the last one was actually yesterday, but when I read this sentence, I felt a little bit of chill oozes out of my back in an instant
I saw you again. On your way home, your friends are no longer as simple as they used to be. Why do you always like to go to bars? How unsafe. If you come back to me, you will definitely not be allowed to make such a friend, nor will you be allowed to do such a thing.
My body was cold, and my palms suddenly burst into cold sweat, so moist that seemed to short-circuit the mouse.
I lost the mouse, wiped my hands and sweat with a paper towel, and stared at the words on the screen in a daze.
After a long period of time, I slowly suppressed the chill in my heart. The WeChat in the toolbar of the computer screen kept beating. I knew it was probably Jijijiang who was looking for me, but I didn’t click on it, and I didn’t want to look at anything else. .
I hold the mouse again, slide the scroll wheel, pull down, and look at the previous message.
"I miss you very much today, so I can’t help but see you. The place where you live is really strange. I want to go in several times and I feel uncomfortable when I go up the stairs. Probably God’s will is not willing to let me appear in your life again. Right."
The time for the message goes forward: "Who is the man who gave you the umbrella? Does he like you? You guys are so happy, I am very jealous."
Going forward: "You live in a strange residential house that is so broken. Why do you live there? On the top floor, there is no taller building around you. From now on, how can I always pay attention to you? protect you?"
Going forward: "Drawing cartoons is not easy, right? Every night, with so much pressure, wouldn't it be good to come back to me? You haven't heard my explanation, why don't you want to believe in my love for you? "
Why... don't want to believe his...love for me?
Unwilling to believe...love?
I can't tell how I feel right now, as if all the protective layers were torn off in an instant, Chi Guoguo was exposed in an arena, and there was silence around him, but there were always eyes staring straight at him. Watching me, looking at every place on my body that I don’t want people to see.
At this moment, I know that nothing happened to me, but I still feel scared, and I can’t help but think that the places I’ve traveled and the things I’ve experienced are all in sight. Completed under surveillance...
And something more terrifying...
When I accidentally refreshed the page, I suddenly saw two words next to the words I read...
"Have read".
Then, the private message box suddenly refreshed.
I was shocked and saw four words jump out
"You're back."
I felt my heart beating wildly because of fear. I closed the computer directly, for fear that a hand would suddenly stretch out inside and grab me in.
I sat in front of the computer for a long time and didn’t dare to move, because it seemed that every movement of me could be seen by others, and every expression of mine was in the eyes of others. I was the prey of fruit dew and was always shotgun by people. aim.
It was not until this moment that I realized that all the ordinary and plain life that I had done before, turned out to be so thrilling.
The love I talked about, the ex-boyfriend I have experienced, were not ordinary...