Litchi Radio 20 15-04-25 Do not disturb, it is my gentleness.

One morning, I chatted with some friends who didn't sleep in the group, and somehow I talked about my ex.

Usually, many active boys in the group suddenly stopped talking. When we almost finished talking about this topic, he said, "I dreamed of her last night." She is wearing the blue skirt I gave her. She told me she wanted to hug me again, and then I woke up. I didn't expect to have such a dream after so long. "

"So how long have you broken up?" "Three years."

Then one day, by chance, I went to Beijing with him. He told me that he went to 20 cities to collect postcards for the girl, because she once told him that she wanted to collect postcards in those places in the future. However, this matter, he has not let the girl know so far.

I read a story in Weibo today. After the boys broke up, they looked at the girl's Weibo quietly until one day the girl changed to a winning Weibo. The boy secretly contacted the seller, bought the thing at the original price, and then asked the seller to @ her in the form of winning the prize. Similarly, he would never let her know about it.

I remember I wrote, "People in my memory can't meet. If you meet them, your memory will be gone. " . People can change, love or friendship. It took me a long time to get in touch with that person. However, after stumbling, I found a truth in this world, that is: maybe many things can be recovered, such as money, such as the words left yesterday; But more things are irreversible, such as time, such as your feelings for each other.

Coincidentally, both she and I like Mayday, both like the song "Gentleness" best, and both like the sentence: "It doesn't matter, you can have your world, and it is my gentleness not to disturb." She also told me that if one day we were separated, we must listen to this song and then make an appointment not to disturb each other. At that time, those two half-joking idiot teenagers must have never thought that this sentence would come true one day.

At that time, young people who always said that it was the stupidest thing to wish each other happiness after breaking up must have never expected that things happened to them and they were not smart. I wanted to say a thousand words to her, but in the end it turned into one sentence: "Don't bother, it's my gentleness."

You know, not every story has an ending, or the ending of the story is not what you think at all. Many times, two people who seem to be made in heaven suddenly broke up and finally didn't even say goodbye. Or obviously like each other, but can't guess each other's every move, and finally can't be together until we miss each other and become strangers. You had a lot to say to him in the draft box, but in the end you didn't say a word to him. Sometimes you also want to ask, how did this happen?

The journey of leaving may still be there, but the impulse to say love is gone. When did you start to be afraid of giving, of getting hurt, of being tempted first, of being sad first, of accepting your fate first, and of saying that I love you first and am not loved first? Without your knowledge, someone has loved you more than ten times in their hearts.

That day in Beijing, he told me that he would still subconsciously dial her phone number, and God knows why he just couldn't forget these 1 1 numbers. But he finally held back. He didn't want to disturb her, didn't want to disturb her life because of himself, and refused to hear any news about her from anyone. That year, you pretended to pass by her, just to sneak a look at her, afraid of being discovered by her; That year, you always chatted with her until midnight. When you heard that she was uncomfortable, you made her happy. When you see her happy, you are happy. Until one day, she told you that she fell in love with another boy, and you froze and said that's good. You can go together if you like. That year, you stayed up for days and nights for his birthday, shivering in the cold wind, just to give him a gift. When he appeared in front of you, you couldn't say anything. That year, you finally broke up with him. You obviously can't bear to part with it, but you know it will be fruitless, so you have to pretend to be free and easy.

It suddenly occurred to me that those who looked decisive must have cried too much when they blacklisted each other and couldn't make up their minds. People who break up will still pay attention silently. ......

Don't disturb the radio log. It's my gentle thread.

Just write casually.

Or love you, you don't have to say it.

Don't bother, this is my last gentleness. Lyrics of Chengyi Radio

Mayday-tenderness

(It is my gentleness not to disturb)

Jam Hsiao-love.

Letting go of my hand is my last tenderness.

Not disturbing is my last gentleness.

What a heartbreaking sentence!

Radio Chengyi, you are my initial heart, my consistent line?

You are my first love.

Forever is a lifetime.

Should be happy to be old.

The so-called touching of gauge radio station is just self-deception and lyrics.

The so-called touching is just self-deception.

What have you done to get close to the person you like?

I should not be crazy, just to lose weight and keep fit; Small hands full of blood; The hangover medicine he nervously sent after he was drunk; Find various excuses to say hello; He consulted a course that had nothing to do with him for an unknown topic. I read every word he posted on various social networks, as if I had participated in his life. I know many of you will be much crazier than me.

I sometimes think, I have done a lot for him, why is he not moved? I can persist in this way for a long time, and people who talk to him will bang bang, and I can persist for a long time! After all, people are all meat. One day, he will be moved by me! I always think so, but the fact is always the opposite of what we expected. I chased him for four years, from one city to another, and he was neither salty nor light for four years.

Actually, I just never wanted to admit that he sentenced me to death in the first place. Rejected, I stubbornly believe that moving can reverse Gan Kun. However, if I say that I am wrong now, the so-called touching is just a white lie. You will certainly retort that there are many examples of me being moved, and which of your friends can't stand the soft grinding and hard foaming. Who else touched the sky with the spirit of never leaving, eating breakfast every morning, rain or shine; Comfort and companionship when sick; Hundreds of train tickets, etc. ...

In fact, what really holds up this acceptance is the one you deliberately missed. From the beginning, he had a slight affection for you, and in his contact with you, he felt that you still hit it off. He is comfortable with the small qualities he likes in you and the kindness you treat him, and he is willing to return some kindness to you. Or your appearance, personality, family conditions, etc. He can only reluctantly accept it. These are the possibilities. Let him open the door and let you in.

The so-called moving bar is just a beautiful coat! To put it bluntly, if you don't have something he can value, then what you do is probably in vain. No one wants to wronged themselves, right? For example, I, four years, stone, should be worn out! 1500 days, I didn't get any tenderness from him, I waited day and night. I seem to feel so great! How devoted I am! How much I love him! Moved by expectations and fantasies, it is better to say that you are numb than to touch yourself.

Love is still a matter of two people after all. His indifference to me as always calmed me down. Which one should I thank? He didn't care about me, so I learned to care about myself. Stop torturing him, spare yourself and give the person who will fall in love with us a chance. Love needs to respond, love needs to interact, and love attracts each other. Only in this way can love blossom and bear fruit.

Waiting may be the most changeable part of love. Is it worth insisting on ...? Give up and loathe to give up! I no longer want to let myself wither in endless waiting. I think the greatest courage now is not the persistent and lonely pursuit of you, but the clean farewell to you.

I ran downstairs to your house and told you that I didn't want to chase you anymore. You're free. You stared at me for a while and suddenly smiled and said, you are free, thank you.

Then I think I should burst into tears and bid farewell to four years of fruitless unrequited love. As a result, I also poop.

Also, the afternoon breeze is particularly gentle. You said this was my imaginary plot. I imagine making up with you in such a beautiful scene, but after all, I have tried to love you in various ways for four years.

Probably when I said goodbye, I couldn't say anything. I just deleted the old news, tore up the old calendar and disappeared into your life silently.

Fortunately, I didn't wait too long. Now, I am free. What about you?

Music: Unfortunately, there is no if-JJ Lin.

Cheng Yi likes dj, don't say sorry lines.

People who have loved don't regret it.

There is a classic line in Ashes of Time: "When you can no longer have it, the only thing you can do is not to forget it." Thinking of you without you in the future, I hope all are good memories. Without my doubt, temptation, repeated cold war, your hesitation, rejection and repeated harm to me.

Every naive girl has a very pure fantasy about the legendary college romance, just like the plots in all dog blood idol dramas and romance novels: he is a teenager in white as snow, riding a bicycle to drive you through the tree-lined campus, and you go to class hand in hand and go to the library together ... Unfortunately, life is far more delicious than dog blood idol dramas.

He conforms to all my young and ignorant fantasies about my ideal lover: thin and tall, smiling warmer than the winter sunshine, his Latin dance is very gentlemanly ... everything about him suits me, and I foolishly thought that I was the one who had been waiting for 20 years.

We have good memories. I remember that rainy day, I was trapped in another dormitory, and you picked me up in a red plaid shirt and shorts with flip-flops. I remember on the afternoon of Mid-Autumn Festival, you ran downstairs to my dormitory, waiting for the moon cakes I gave you. I'm reading Wang Xiaobo's love letter "Love You as Life" to Li Yinhe. The title is very suitable for my mood at that time. I remember dragging my classmates to watch your performance with me at the party, pretending to wear makeup to meet you, but I was too embarrassed to talk. You come to me and we chat with each other. When you appeared, I was very excited to record a video that I couldn't see your face clearly with a low-pixel mobile phone ... sometimes I really miss me who once loved you so much.

You are considerate, gentle and kind. You follow me and let me go. You talk to me every day. You said good night to me. You sing me a song on WeChat to make me laugh. When the dust is flying, you put your hand over my mouth … but I clearly know that you don't love me. I remember you once said to your ex-girlfriend in everyone's room, "I am deeply involved in it and miss my heart." "So-and-so, I love you hopelessly." She said, "A bad-tempered wife should find a good-tempered husband." You said, "I try to be good-tempered." She said, "Those anxious futures ..." You said, "I'll take over." People ask if you have any girls. You said, "Can you get married?"

You never know how I felt when I saw your two replies. She's the one you want to give her a future. It is said that some people will never love so much after once. I don't know if you are that kind of person. At this time, I will feel desperate and think that you will never love me as much as you love her.

You never know the struggle and pain in my heart. I don't know how long our relationship can last. I want to be ready for you to hold someone's hand in the next moment. I am always afraid that you will come back to her, and I am always ready to leave.

A relationship is mixed with concealment, deception, doubt, possessiveness and conquest, and is no longer pure. Sometimes I don't know what I missed, or even whether I love it or not. I feel that I just can't bear the feelings I gave at the beginning.

On that day, I really wanted to say to you, "If only the first person could be the last person." But I didn't say anything because I knew it was impossible.

I really want to say to you: "I wish our relationship a long-term stability, not today without tomorrow." But I didn't say anything, because I didn't want you to think I was putting pressure on you.

The question came to my lips, but I never asked you, "Do you love me from beginning to end?" But I didn't say anything. I know you will lie to me, but I don't want to comfort myself with your lies.

Happy time is so short, I watch it pass by little by little, but there is nothing I can do. I know that some things can't be kept anyway, no matter how reluctant I am. I'm beginning to understand that there are some things you may never forget, but you must let go.

Love to the end, the only memorial is the third button on your shirt, which is said to be the closest to your heart.

Music: Reality-May

If it helps you, remember to adopt it. ...

Dj Cheng Yi, how is your predecessor now?

How is your predecessor now? 》

Cheng Yi: I'm glad you can hear my voice. The topic to share with you today is: about my predecessor. Do you have anything to say to your predecessor? What about you now?

I can still remember ta's name. In fact, I think many people will think of ta's name and remember his name. Even if I think about it again, I will still have bouts of pain in my heart, or will I think about it again?

When you overcome it? Maybe you once said that you want to keep a clingy cat and a gentle dog, but you never thought that one day, the gentleness given by ta will become white wine that you can never afford. To this end, you

I know all the love songs, but I can't fit a home in my heart anymore. The closest person in the past, will you still miss ta? If there is an opportunity, what would you like to say to ta?

Wang Guanyu: I love you, but I don't.

I like you again. We were together when we were in Grade Two, and we learned a lot from each other in three years. Accepted the contradiction that others can't tolerate, but this is the reality. Two people will always be arranged at an inappropriate time.

I will think about our past, but I won't think about our future. Her name is WYS. If you are her present job, please take good care of her. You have a good girl, but my youth.

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Wei Yang Y: Anyway, thank you for a wonderful time. Thank you for letting me know that all love songs are not exaggerated, but really loved. I wish you could come back, but

You're not coming back. I stopped on the way after you. I still love you, but I understand that there are always things that people can't get in this life. I hope you and I will have a happy marriage in the next two years after leaving you.

I'm afraid of darkness and you are light: it was you who accompanied me through the most difficult moment of my life, you sheltered me from the wind and rain, you were desperate for me, and you were later lost by me. Four years, maybe you have forgotten, but I remember it deeply. About luck, for me, it is to meet you, for you, it is to leave me. Lynch, I wish you a hundred years of peace and happiness.

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Shen 1307: In the middle and high school years, although I was in a different place, I had strong feelings. I finally came to your neighboring city to go to college, but I treated you like a mirror. You didn't care at first, but now I don't care. Although I can let go

I lost my love and hate in the past, but now I think about it, I have become calm. Thank you for your ignorance and making me stronger. I think the peace of love, scattered clouds and light wind, is at least pleasant to miss.

Sheep love to eat sheep: Hello, Teacher Ji, I don't think I can find anyone like you anymore. Everything between us is my fault. I looked for you, too, and you ignored me again It's been two years, and it's time for you to have someone nice to you. I can be infinitely bad in your heart, but you must be infinitely good. It's just a pity that I can't give you a home in my life.

Cheng Yi; Maybe we all have many regrets in life, but regrets can only be regrets. I hope each of us can cherish what we have now.

Good emerald

Lin Jun: There was once a man who promised to hold me to sleep when he was by my side and call me when he was not by my side until I fell asleep. But then what? I pretended to be full of guilt and went to a game thousands of miles away.

It's snowing. The so-called "I didn't see it" is probably the feeling that I saw the snow fall all over the floor in Hang Cheng, but it vanished overnight. Missing is probably the cruelest thing in the world.

Good morning, Meow: Thank you for having an affair with me at the most appropriate time. Four years, except for the regret that I can't be together, I am grateful. It's separated now. It's clean and tidy. I still plan to keep a cat and a dog, go out more, live a good life and be happy. Your bright future is no longer suitable for me, so take care of everything.

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Huayang 9464: You have been away for more than three years, but I have never been able to fall in love. After you left, at the age of seventeen, I never had the courage to put out the fire like a moth. If I do it again, I will still choose to be with you at the age of seventeen.

Love is the warmest, safest and bravest two years I have ever spent. Maybe once in a lifetime. Even if I end up black and blue, I want to say thank you. Thank you for making me have good memories and never regret it.

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Beauty is not rainy, but me: I love you without money, and I love you on thin ice. I still don't know how to love someone. I remember a passage I read a long time ago, probably about the days when I was with you.

It seems to have been stolen, so I earn it every day. ......

I can't tell you anymore-Cheng Yi [Lyrics]

The night we broke up, I said, I never loved you. From today on, you don't have to contact me anymore. The embarrassment and sadness in your voice, when I hung up, you still gently said, take care. But, you know what? That night, I sat in the corridor outside the university dormitory with my mobile phone in my hand, watching the boundless darkness outside the window and staying alone until dawn. I'm just watching, watching, and all I can think about is you. There was a sense of loss in the air until I couldn't breathe, tears rolled down, but I couldn't speak anymore.

I can't tell you anymore. Even after such a long time, I still clearly remember the day when you were drunk and shyly told me that I love you and that you were the one I wanted to marry. I can't tell you that the song I sang to you the other day, "Do you know", is what I want to say to you; I can't tell you any more. You told me to go to bed early, but I stubbornly refused to hang up when I hung up. I hear you whisper in my ear regardless of your own fatigue, which makes me feel as if there is only you and me in the world, sweet and sad.

However, I still have to stay in this city, and I can't bear for you to give up your bright future and come to me. Love can't be so selfish, can it Love, regardless of time and place, but if you meet the wrong time and place, it can only be the wrong love. Therefore, I can't tell you that my rude feelings are actually to make you stop loving me. Because, only if you don't love, you will forget. Only by forgetting and letting go will there be less pain and difficulties.

In fact, at the moment you said you loved me, my heart said "I love you", but I can't tell you anymore.

Happy words that gauge radio can't give.

Happiness that can't be given

I may not be a good person emotionally, or I may be the kind of man who is looked down upon by most people.

I am 34 years old, but I have nothing to rely on and no happy life. Although I have some beautiful and happy families, lovely children and seemingly romantic feelings. Like most people, I used to have what most men at this age had, but now I have nothing.

I met my wife in the winter of 2000. We are colleagues. At that time, I was young and energetic, and I had a good impression on her, but my feelings were not deep. We got married because we had children. After all, we are forced by our parents and age. I have two daughters, one is 10 and the other is 3 years old.

Although we are not so vigorous, we are finally calm. In the eyes of outsiders, it is true to say that it is plain. But slowly I feel tired and bored. Then I met my current girlfriend, who is 12 years younger than me. I really don't know if it's pity or wrong love.

On March 7 last year, we met by chance. I fell in love with her at first sight, and she loved me for a long time. We went from acquaintance to love, and then to love, a total of 33 days. Time is short, but we really love each other.

Maybe it's because I never really loved anyone before. She gave me her first time, only to know that I was too obsessed with my feelings and couldn't extricate myself. But I think happiness is the happiness I have never had before. Although we have only been in love for more than a year, we have countless wonderful memories. When I talk about her, I am always full of joy. She is so gentle and considerate. I became naive when I was with her. We did a lot of things that we all felt childish, buried a declaration of love under the tree and agreed when to meet again.

Although she is much younger than me, we have almost no problem getting along. She is very mature and has a rational judgment on her future, but she is very emotional in details, which just meets the standards of the person in my heart.

I can hardly find any faults in her. I love her more and more, but the cruelty and helplessness of reality make us have to bow our heads. My family has been urging her to date for a year or two, but how can she accept another relationship with me?

I know she loves me as much as I love her. From July this year, I obviously felt that she was suppressing her feelings for me. She's miserable, but she's also rational. She knows we won't get anywhere, so she doesn't want to get deeper and deeper, so I often drown my sorrows in wine. /kloc-in August of 0/4, we reluctantly said that we were going to break up.

We have made a plan to break up, and we plan to completely separate before the second anniversary of March 7, 20 15. This plan has deeply hurt us, and we are counting down every day.

That night, I drank the most white wine in my life. I was drunk, I vomited, I cried, and she cried, too, very badly. We love each other so much, but there is nothing we can do. It seems that God is punishing me. A dramatic scene happened. I never thought there would be such a moment I thought we could at least spend the past six months peacefully and break up peacefully, but something unpleasant happened.

She drove me home that night, and she looked at her downtown. Is it arranged by heaven? She is sad, but honey, she is even sadder. I didn't explain when I was drunk, and I don't want to explain anymore.

She wanted to divorce me, and I agreed, but two days later, after a little calmness, she went through the resignation formalities again, so we decided to leave and go on a long trip to calm down before making a decision.

But at the moment, Dear Xiu is so sad and helpless. I hate myself for making her feel so uncomfortable. Not only did I fail to give her the promise and happiness she deserved, but I also made her the biggest victim.

I hate that we didn't meet earlier. She is the greatest meaning in my life. Before she appeared, I didn't know what love was and what a meaningful life was, and I lived a dull life all day.

Honey said she was going to Hainan. I asked to go with her. At first, she disagreed. Later, she told me that she wanted to take this opportunity to leave me mercilessly. Later, I persuaded her, and I said let's consider it our last break-up trip. She agreed.

Tomorrow, we will arrive in Haikou. We should face the sea and sort out all our emotions, what we should remember and remember. But I said, even if we can't be together, we should be friends for life and special confidantes. I love you so much that I'd rather. We don't want to leave each other's lives. Some things really can't be given up, at least we have to understand each other's lives all our lives.

Honey, can I still call you honey? ......