What can I do late at night? The mood fluctuations during this period are very large, and it is easy to fall into a sentimental situation.

Well, sad love songs rang out on the phone, and then the memories became clear again...

I miss you so much! Miss the broken love in college.

Am I crazy? Whoever misses the time of breaking love? Don’t they all miss the time of falling in love? Well, so, I’m a weirdo.

I miss that time of love breakup, not that time of love, but the self who was alone in the time of love breakup.

Missing myself who didn’t listen to the class carefully but only focused on writing songs;

Missing myself who was lost in the canteen watching a couple showing their love;

I miss myself who only went to the 400-meter sports field at night to run while listening to sad music;

I miss myself who was foolishly asking about fate and shooting to verify himself;

I miss myself who liked to be alone in the evening and silently sad about the lake on campus;

Missing the self who always chooses the most remote corner and is sad when taking the bus;

Missing myself who is unfamiliar with a backpack and traveling around...

Why do you miss yourself?

Because I have antibodies to my "love breakup", I no longer feel like I was in a daze like the first time I fell in love. I only see the wounds in my heart, but I don't feel the love around me.

Everything I experienced at that time was led by myself.

In the shadow of a broken heart, I started my first personal trip and fell in love with the trip uncontrollably. Over time, after accumulating, I went to that country to experience a different life under the influence of various factors.

Without the beginning of a small trip, there would be no flight without me.

In order to heal my wounds, I kept adding hobbies. This is really a good medicine to save me, so I said I had antibodies to "breakup".

I gradually saw through it that the real fate is not something I think is right, but I still need to be affected by many uncertain factors...

A broken heart is not scary, what is scary is losing yourself.

There is a Cantonese lyrics: It turns out that there is no, never, I teach me to be happy, my heart beats for so long...

Time continues to go.

At that time, it was before the holiday, it was very free, it was after being drunk...

The holiday will start the next day. If I deducted last year's holiday, I can take eight days off, which is enough for me to digest.

Because the Cambodian New Year is approaching, the factory employees didn’t go to work that day and almost all played. This is the case every year.

As a foreigner from that country, I still have to go to work. If I have any questions, I need to go to the factory to find someone to help...

That morning, I didn't have to go to the factory, but God seemed to have to arrange a small mistake to let me go to the factory.

Huh, OK, then go...

I have something to look for my elder sister in the factory warehouse, but when I entered that warehouse, I felt like I had entered a brand new world!

The dim indoor environment breeds the joy of drinking and eating spicy food under super exciting music. That happiness is so powerful! I have to worship it all at once...

The first thing I gave to me was a talcum powder that an aunt applied directly on my face, haha, and a happy smile on her face.

Although they were having fun, my work still had to continue. I asked them to help me find a supplementary material.

Since you are not aware of the appearance, you naturally have to accept the consequences of not aware of the appearance.

Yes, drink!

They took a large glass of beer and put a few ice cubes down and handed it to me to "enjoy".

I don't like drinking, but how can I disappoint myself if I am so happy?

Well, let's drink it. Just drink it with politeness, and it's good to finish this cup.

One and two came over to cheer to me with a smile. Before I could drink half of the wine in my glass, they immediately added beer to my glass! I couldn't hide it even if I wanted to...

If there were no ice cubes in the beer, maybe I could endure the half of the glass in one gulp. But, the cute people in that country like to add ice when drinking things. It tastes too icy! For me who is not used to drinking ice, to endure the half of the ice beer in one gulp is equivalent to letting me ride a bicycle for three kilometers in a row with all my strength!

OK, then drink it slowly and consume it slowly...

Then, the wonderful program began!

Dancing! You deserve to be ugly!

Although I like dancing, I am quite shy and dare not dance if I want to dance in front of a group of sisters.

Don't dare? Humph! You have to jump too!

I pulled me directly between them, and they began to twist around me. They were already at the most conspicuous center point. If I still stood stupidly, I would be so sorry for myself!

So, I finally jumped up! Wow! Soft snake hand, small slippery steps, handsome...

Screaming! I took a photo of my phone! They must have been shocked because I was always very quiet in front of them, not like this at all...

After that, I was also shocked! The aunts danced very energetic, not as gentle as square dance. They twisted with humor, personality, and sexiness. Whether it was an aunt or a girl, as long as they twisted it openly, it was really tempting. It was a bit like the dance bar seen on TV...

It is really hard to imagine that a country with such a backward economy, the sisters who usually dress very conservatively once they dance, will feel like they turn into phoenixes! That really surprised me!

Finally, after finally finishing the drink secretly, I ran away! The work could no longer continue. Although I failed to escape successfully, they still let me go...

Huh, that cup contains the soul of a few cans of beer. I was already floating when I walked, and I was drunk...

Their atmosphere before the New Year was very good, and they really felt like New Year. Although I am not from that country, I was also intoxicated by the atmosphere of welcoming the New Year...

When I thought about it, I could almost feel all the important festivals in that country before returning to China. In other words, even if I hadn't been in that country for a year, it seemed that I had been in a year.

I don’t have a Spring Festival holiday in China, but I can feel the New Year holiday in that country!

The next day I will go to a place, a place I want to go but am struggling with whether to go. That place is beautiful, but it may also be potentially dangerous. After struggling for several weeks, I still chose to go. Because, I believe in my luck!

Also because I was going to that place, I might not be able to access the Internet for a few days, of course, just guessing.

My luck will always surprise me, although I will feel lost before surprise...

I have read a sentence similar to this: When all boys swear, they really feel that they will not break their promises, and when they repent, they really feel that they cannot do it. Therefore, oaths cannot be measured, and they cannot judge right or wrong. They can only prove that at the moment they say it, they have been sincere.

The moment I said it, I have been sincere. I like this sentence.

At that time, I had two love stories in total, and the ending was that they had found happiness, and I had to continue searching.

They are my luck and my scars.

When I am with them, I feel that my happy love has finally come, and I even think that they are the right partner in my life. So, I will be very happy! I really want the whole world to know that they are the right people in my life, and I can't wait to give them everything I think is beautiful, such as writing songs that belong to them, paintings that belong to them, and stories that belong to us...

But, I was wrong. Because what I think is beautiful is just what I think is beautiful, not what they want.

My beauty is not real at all, it is all illusory, and I can't touch it at all...

They are my luck, and luck makes me realize that the joy of love is so silly but beautiful. They are my scars, and they are all childish children in their hearts...

The beauty of first love is also the closest thing to love, but you should not be nostalgic. Because when she gets married, she should not be bothered by the cruel love of the past.

The second time I fell in love was beautiful, I wanted to get married, but I lost to my childish heart. It was good for her to have a new beginning, but if it were me, I wouldn’t want to entrust the future to a child who is hesitant about the future.

In my first love, she and I have longed for many things in the future. In my second love, I have expressed in my diary and songs I wrote that she is the person I want to wait for and the right person in my life.

Finally, time slapped me hard and told me that you are too childish!

Yes, I am too naive. Because I am naive, I still haven't learned how to love others.

Although they and I were both passers-by in the end, I worked hard when I wrote songs and painted for them. The more similar they were, it proved how profound that person was in my heart.

I will not modify or delete the songs I wrote about them, and I will not delete them. Whatever I did when I finished writing is like, whatever I did when I finished painting is like, whatever I did when I finished painting is like, those are memories of my youth and memories of my old age.

My luck didn't choose them to accompany me, maybe because they were lucky than me.

Huh, things are just three, I hope that the next relationship can be waited for her. If she hasn't appeared so quickly, then I would like to ask my luck not to let my third relationship start so quickly.

I can wait a little longer, but I don't want to recognize the wrong person...

Start the next day, I hope the journey is a pleasant one!

As a Sagittarius who loves traveling, run! Run to the distance you want to go! (To be continued)
Chapter completed!