During that time, when I came home from work, I had been living a life of two points and one line. The days seemed full but empty.
Unconsciously, she walked into my world online, making my lonely and boring life colorful. Her meticulous care, her long messages, and her pleasant conversation always touched the chord in my heart.
When will I expect her to appear online? At the moment she appears, I will feel very happy in my heart.
Since then, she has said that she likes chatting with me very much, and that I remember everything we talked about and say it one by one. When I marveled at her memory, I was deeply moved by her.
Since then, I have edited and printed our chat records, and I remember printing 237 pages of A4 paper for over a month.
From then on, we were concerned about each other. Not satisfied with chatting online, from online chatting to Congee on the phone.
Every day during the day, she has to make a public phone call of ten yuan. Regardless of the wind and rain, I am moved by the efforts she has made.
Her voice always intoxicates me, and her laughter always makes me happy.
Slowly, we talked about our real lives, and then I realized that I was a third party. She was one round older than me, that is, twelve years old. She took a daughter of seven or eight years old, and she had a bad relationship with her husband. It was almost a separation situation, because she took her daughter back to her mother's house in three or two days.
At that time, although disappointed, I didn't want to break up with her because we didn't meet each other, just chatting online and on the phone, which was considered an online romance, and I didn't expect to go deeper.
From then on, I positioned her as my online lover, the harbor of my soul, and the docking of my soul. But not a partner in life.
In the future, we will talk about a broader topic. Slowly, half a year has passed, and I have deeply fallen in love with her, willing to give up everything or do everything for her.
One day, I said to her, 'Let her come and find me. I want to live with her.' She said she can't do it now, and she still has a lot of things to put away. '.
In this way, we spent half a year on the phone every day. During this half year, we also wavered. Several times, she told me not to wait for her anymore, and let me let her go and find another one.
Once, I told several close colleagues about my relationship with her. What my colleagues said hit me hard and made me think about how my parents in my hometown would treat this matter.
"But we have all come here. I thought about her too much a while ago. I told her that I wanted to find her and submitted my resignation report. Now, there are many things ahead of us. It used to be easy to think about, but once it's done, I realize how difficult it is.".
"For a moment, I was afraid of the past, and I had already promised her. Alas, once it's over, how can I live in the future?"? What a bother!