That thing

Chapter 3 2019.3.16 【Draft】

My name is Chen Zicheng,

I love someone,

But he doesn't want me,

he's gone.

Well, these four sentences were made up by me. I don’t know if he ever looked for me. Only once when I was writing a report, I received a domestic call. A person who claimed to be the landlord said he found it while cleaning the room. I picked up a ring box with my name and phone number written in it, and asked me if I wanted more. I was stunned for a long time, and suddenly I couldn't help laughing. After laughing for a long time, I said, "Yes, help me." Send it over, and I'll call you for the postage."

After I hung up the phone, I found that the report was dripping wet, and when I touched my eyes, I realized that I was crying with laughter.

I didn't leave any message for Chen Zicheng,

The only thing I can still contact him is my phone number,

But I never got a call from him again.

I loved him.

The adult world doesn't say childish words like "whether or not", we just broke up and are not together anymore.

(Drafted on January 2017.1.24, 2019.3.16, finished on March [-], [-])

The author has something to say:

The stories he told me were pure fiction.

I said yes.

The past is all vain, farewell to the past.

Thank you for reading this story.