Now we need to be calmer.
It hasn't been long since the incident happened, and it's a bit of nonsense to let everyone be calm, and there are always some things that have to be relieved slowly. It's like near the end of a movie, the screen goes black, and then a text subtitle appears: Many years later, the years that passed in the middle of the movie are brushed aside, and then back to that storyline, many things will be much more acceptable.
Some things are hard to understand, and it's a bit helpless to say, but it's true. I didn't tweet last night, because your dog was afraid that it would unintentionally force Miss Zhou and affect Miss Zhou's choice and judgment
Before you think it through, your dog will write something inconsequential to slow down the time and make the transition seem more natural.
Your dog and Miss Zhou now have the same experience, that is, passive resignation. Whatever the reason, it was we who were arranged under circumstances beyond our control. The pressure of reality always does not allow us to be too naïve, the adult world has never been so easy to be happy, and slowly find that many things have become helpless. Therefore, a lot of unspoken romance and unspoken madness have been polished by time, and they are all put in the bottom of their hearts and let the weeds drown them wildly.
For Miss Zhou, you only hope that the future can get better and better, and you still yearn for life, not to be bound by the mud of the past, not to be bound by the troubles in front of you, and not to be entangled in people who can't be loved. Now these short-term pains have no right to deprive Miss Zhou of her happiness.
If you don't want to say anything about specific things, then write some false and empty words, not as it is said in the chicken soup, all the suffering will eventually pass. In fact, suffering can't be overcome, there are mountains behind the mountains, but people always have to go on, even if the mountains are long and practiced.
The days are in a hurry, and after experiencing some, I don't look forward to the so-called surprises in life, as long as there are fewer forks.
Your dog is still your dog, just like Miss Zhou said, your dog will always be yours. It doesn't mean anything else, your dog follows the owner, and your dog just wants Miss Zhou. Don't look at it, our story continues, it's just that it's just a cool autumn.
I'm your dog, forever chasing your sunflower.
Good night, my favorite Miss Zhou!