"Some people always deliberately find fault. No matter they win or fail, they always have a lot of excuses to criticize and attack, but do you believe it?"
"Those attacking voices always seem to come from losers, because they urgently need such an opportunity to prove their poor sense of existence, lest they will expose their weakness and failure if they slow down a little. The louder and more ferocious they are, the more
It’s a guilty conscience.”
"They never know how to cherish happiness or respect others. They demand perfection from everyone and try to cover up their own embarrassment and ugliness in this way, as if as long as others are not perfect, their shortcomings will become okay.
Bear."
"The nihilism and impetuosity of the Internet have exacerbated this problem."
"I think you should be very aware of this. Therefore, all your social network accounts are run by a professional team, and you have never cared about it yourself, right?"
Gao Wen quietly stared at the screen of his mobile phone. The messages from Pulan popped out one after another, and the eloquent content continued to be transmitted.
Somewhat magically, those words were all a pile of cold data without any vitality, but he could feel the warmth behind the words.
There is also power.
Involuntarily, the heavy weight on his chest lightened, and along with it, the curve of the corners of his mouth also rose.
"Ha, got caught."
Gawain replied, but in the blink of an eye Pulan's message was pushed to the top of the screen. It continued to refresh the screen and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Not surprising."
"If someone still believes that you are a person who is keen on social networking, it means that they don't know anything about you."
Pause for a moment.
Pu Lan also seemed to be aware of the possibility of ambiguity in these words that were blurted out without thinking, and exposed some of his true inner thoughts.
As a result, the "Inputting" dialog box lasted for a short while.
"Inputting..."
disappear.
"Inputting..."
disappeared again.
Gao Wen just looked at the screen like this, as if he could feel Pu Lan struggling and sighing in front of another mobile phone screen across thousands of mountains and rivers.
Gawain was neither nervous nor anxious. Instead, he felt happy, and laughter surged gently in his chest.
Then, the message was finally sent.
"Anyway!"
"I mean, I wish I could tell you that no matter what happens, I'm standing behind you."
"Compared with the pressure to attack and slander, you should know that there are still people who have faith, believe in you, and support you."
One second. Two seconds. There was a pause.
"Because we are friends."
Even though he only had the text in front of him and couldn't see the other person's expression, Gawain could feel Pulan's struggle from a pause and a sentence.
There may even be annoyance and regret at this moment. Are you sure this last sentence doesn't mean that there is no three hundred taels of silver here?
These words really just come from... "friends"?
Meanwhile, Paris.
Pulan was stunned.
Looking at the last sentence at the bottom of the phone screen, my mouth opened wide, and there was no response for a long time. My brain seemed to be malfunctioning and unable to function.
"ah……"
Finally, with a wailing cry, Pulan buried his head deeply between his hands:
Superfluous! This is absolutely superfluous! It’s as if Gawain is afraid that he will not realize his true inner thoughts!
madness!
How could she be so stupid!
etc!
withdraw!
Pu Lan suddenly raised his head, quickly clicked on the message, and tried to withdraw it. Because he was too eager, he was in a hurry, and then the message was refreshed.
"Hey, eh, eh, eh, what's going on?"
Entering...
Gawain was typing, and he had obviously seen Pulan's last sentence.
Pulan felt that he urgently needed the memory eraser in "Men in Black". I didn't know if I could borrow it, so I just borrowed it!
“Have you seen the movie ‘Stand By Me’?”
Movie?
Pu Lan was slightly startled. This was different from the reply he had imagined. Why did the topic change its track? The context couldn't be connected.
But Pulan didn't hesitate and replied, "No."
"The movie tells the story of four troubled 12-year-old boys who go to the forest together to find the body of a 12-year-old boy of the same age."
"It is said in the movie that although he and I have not seen each other for ten years, I know that I will miss him forever. I have never made as good friends as the group of friends I had when I was twelve years old."
"Friendship in youth is always simple and pure. Although we were no longer twelve years old when we met, I am still grateful to know you."
"So, thank you."
"Thank you for being willing to accompany me, and thank you for being willing to believe in me. Today, I need such words more than ever. Because I know how difficult and precious those friendships and bonds are."
"Wait, I need to confirm, you should be more than twelve years old, right?"
"Otherwise, I think our conversation may be inappropriate. Well, is it still too late for me to delete the chat history?"
Phew.
Pulan couldn't hold it back, he burst into laughter and burst into laughter. That guy was like that, even if he was having fun in hardship, he could still find a positive and optimistic spirit.
"Yes, I am very sure and certain that I am no longer twelve years old. By the way, let me tell you a secret, I am actually an adult."
Unknowingly, the words typed on the keyboard also become playful. Even if you can't hear the sound, you can still feel the lightness behind the words.
The same goes for the reply sent from the other end of the phone.
"Huh. Then I'll feel relieved."
"So, what I want to say is, even though we were no longer twelve years old when we met, I am very lucky that I can become friends with you."
"Ten years ago, I didn't know you, and you didn't belong to me. We were still the same, walking around the streets with a stranger, and walking through the streets that became increasingly familiar."
"Ten years later, maybe we are still friends, maybe not, but I will always miss that day. After I lost an important game, there was someone who accompanied me in sadness, loss, and confusion."
"I will miss this afternoon forever."
"Thanks."
Pulan read the simple words again, and again, and again.
ten years.
Involuntarily, she followed the text on the phone screen and began to imagine, where were they each ten years ago? Where will they be ten years later?
"Being with a stranger", Pu Lan read this sentence over and over again, and seemed to be able to deeply feel the lightness and complexity behind the words. There is something in the words, which is far from what the words seem to mean on the surface, but there is something else hidden behind them.
The hint made me feel excited.
Plop.
Plop.
Her heart beat violently, it was so strong and strong that it seemed like it was about to jump out of her chest, and Pu Lan almost couldn't breathe.
Up and down, fast and slow, an uncontrollable emotion, mixed with uneasiness, excitement, apprehension, throbbing and excitement, was rushing through the chest, but the corners of the mouth could not be controlled and raised, just like that gently
The ground rose, and I felt the urge to scream and cheer.