Beginning note: Last night I just made up a story to promote a book. However, why do so many people believe it to be true? Moreover, there are many people who reward me. Do they really think that I am falling out of love online and are they comforting me? Thank you all, but I want to emphasize again that the relationship between Pippi and I is clean and pure, and can withstand the test of the organization. We are just the successors of socialism and fighting for the rise of China. Comrade, it is definitely not the ambiguous relationship you imagined.
Originally, the fifty-cent chapter promotion fee given by Pipi was not enough to write another marketing article, but since so many people want to know the follow-up, I will bite the bullet and give an ending. The following is false content, please do not believe it:
inside the room.
Pippi and I sat down in postures and looked at each other in silence. Our situation can be summed up by a common saying - if the enemy doesn't move, I won't move; if the enemy moves, I will move!
In the dark night, none of us spoke because we didn’t know what to say. After all, we had talked about everything and got to know each other, and yet we were in such an embarrassing situation, so the scene fell silent for a while, and the only sound in the room was the breathing of the two of us. One after another.
Half a day later.
Pippi asked softly: "Are you... okay?"
"I'm alright."
I answered, in fact, I was holding on, enduring the grief, and not letting Pippi see my inner emotional fluctuations, just to not hurt the other person, and to silently comfort and satisfy the other person in a man's way.
"I'm tired."
"Then... let's change positions. My place is softer."
That night, none of us slept. After all, the situation was very complicated and difficult to accept. We tossed and turned, going back and forth, and couldn't sleep all night.
The next day, the two of us went downstairs to have dinner with dark circles under our eyes. This meal was also a break-up meal. After the exchange last night, we were both very satisfied, but due to secular ethics, we decided to break up peacefully.
At the dinner table, my back was sore and he was restless. We remained silent, eating silently, watching each other silently, and silently suppressing and breaking the emotions in our hearts.
Alas, 69 out of 10 things in life are unsatisfactory!
In the train station, we stared at each other for a long time.
"Will we meet again?"
"certainly."
We suddenly looked at each other and smiled, feeling relieved. The love affair was broken, but the friendship will last forever. We agreed to express our condolences to each other next time we have the opportunity.
Dudu!
The railway station announcement rang, urging passengers to get on the train.
It's time to say goodbye.
"goodbye."
Pippi forced a smile, lifted up her long skirt, exposed her leg hair, and trotted towards the train.
"Pippi..."
I reluctantly stared at his sturdy back, and couldn't help calling him.
"Um?"
Pippi looked back, lifted up her scattered black hair, and smiled slightly, "What's wrong?"
"Well!?"
I hesitated, gritted my teeth and said loudly, "I'll support you!"
"Raise me? Your novel has been sold out, take care of yourself first! Idiot!"
Pippi turned around and got into the car, her eyes shining brightly.
"… goodbye."
I opened my mouth, speechless, with a dejected look on my face. I could only watch as Pippi got on the hard bed, waving my hands stiffly, saying goodbye silently.
Pippi's house is actually in the next city. He came with a ticket. However, I bought a hard sleeper for him to go back to because I was afraid that he would not be comfortable.
After this incident, my life has returned to peace. Only when I log onto the Qidian website, I will silently promote his book - "Counterattack on the Heavens" to my readers. This is the only thing I can do for him. matter.
"Pippi, are you okay? I miss you."
It's just that we've just parted, and I already miss you so much. This is probably what the ancients often said, saying that one day is like three autumns! !