mr frank is faithful to love

(FR. Zuo Boyao)

Why is life so hard.

I took the initiative to break up, and after several days of being in a state of despair, the night Zhou Yiyi asked me for a drink was windy and rainy, and my eyes were still swollen.

I took the initiative to tell her: "Now there is no need to be afraid of wolves and tigers, I really separated from him."

"Why points?"

"He didn't draw a line with people who liked him, I know, you may think he did nothing wrong, but I can't bear it, really."

To my surprise, Zhou Yiyi actually nodded his head and said, "I can understand you. I feel that there is nothing wrong. I still feel that I love you, but I hate you again. It's complicated, right?"

"Correct."

"Then do a good job in your career. You are not bad at anything, and the industry is very optimistic about you."

I drank a couple of sips of wine and said, "You're right, falling in love is a fart, you can't play anymore, you have to lay a foundation for yourself, and life will be easier after middle age."

"Come." Zhou Yiyi smiled knowingly, raised his glass and touched it with me.

The rain stopped, and it was already two o'clock in the morning when I got home. I went back to the rented house above Frank's house, but I have already planned to move out. If I still live here in the future, I may be entangled again.

What I think now is to escape as far away as possible.

When I came back, I changed the door lock code, and when it was dawn, I called the moving company to come over to pack my things. When I woke up at 09:30, I washed my face, put on a thick coat, and planned to go to eat something outside the community.

Usually at this point, Frank has already gone to work.

But my mind was not so clear after drinking, I actually forgot that it was Saturday, the elevator stopped on the twelfth floor, and after the door opened, Frank walked in wearing a sweater and jacket.

I turned my face the other way within half a second.

"Still living here?" he asked casually.

I faltered and said, "Today, I will move out today."

Then, we didn't say anything, he went to the negative floor, and I got out of the elevator on the first floor, the cold wave hit, it was too cold, I planned to eat a big wonton made by a nearby Shanghainese.

I sneezed as soon as I got out of the community. The mask can block a lot of wind. Many yellow and brown leaves stuck to the wet ground. Maybe it rained again when I fell asleep.

I was suddenly very scared, afraid that Frank would be with Nozawa.

I moved all my things to my grandpa's house near the city center. No one lives there, so I live there temporarily. Although it is not so convenient to get off the track, it is very convenient for basic necessities of life.

Zhou Yiyi helped me sign a very popular music variety show, which I quite liked. She promised me that I would take it step by step and not rush for success.

From now on, I'm going to live my life alone.

I dreamed of Frank again, Feizi and the others, and myself.

While rehearsing with the band, Frank came to me in a car, an empty warehouse, young men and women, guitars, keyboards, drums.

I saw Frank, and he must have known, but I ignored him on purpose.

So, he was standing near the paint bucket by the door, waiting for me. When we finished singing a song, I suddenly took the guitar off me in a hurry, jumped off the wooden box I was standing on, and ran towards Frank. Go, and hang on to him like a koala.

I kept laughing in his ear, and when I finished, I said, "It's not over yet, just wait a moment."

So, I got off Frank, happily accepted the attention, walked back, put the guitar back on me, and adjusted the mic stand.

The rehearsal started again, Feizi stretched out her hand and patted me on the back, forgetting what she said to me in the dream and what I answered.Anyway, later, when we could see the sunset through the glass window of the warehouse, we finished rehearsal, and on the way back, I kept bumping Frank with my shoulder, saying, "Hey, today... are you dressed so trendy?"

"Is it trendy? He opened the driver's door and asked.

But I didn't answer for a while. I walked in front of Frank, got into the car, and rushed to drive. After I sat down, I looked up at him while holding the steering wheel, and said, "Please, sir, the other side please."

He smiled helplessly, nodded, and said, "All right, no need to ask."

Just a few days ago, I was dreaming about him and me.

It seemed that it was just after dawn. After I went to the bathroom, I grabbed the small rubber band on my wrist, tied up my hair, and then stood by the bed, looking at him.

I picked up the watch on the bed and looked at it. It was not yet seven o'clock, and the temperature outside was minus ten degrees. I rubbed my swollen eyes and lifted a corner of the quilt, but Frank didn't move on purpose, I might be angry Okay, so I shook the quilt vigorously again.

"What's the matter?" He asked me, got up from the bed, got out of the quilt and hugged me, I knelt on the bed with my wrists on his shoulders.

"It's nothing," I yawned and whispered, "I'm getting up."

He said that in his eyes, I was still like the most coquettish cat. I put my arms around his neck and closed my eyes.We lightly rubbed the tip of our noses, and then he fell into a quilt with his head raised, and I lay on top of him.

He told me very gently: "Sleep a little longer, you stay up late every day, you don't need to get up so early."

I don't know how much I listened to this sentence. In short, after he finished speaking, he was silent for a while, and then I fell asleep.

In a dream about winter with sunshine, warmth, and Frank, I fell asleep.

When Meng was about to wake up, she subconsciously lamented how good it was to have Frank by her side, but when she was truly awake, all the reality re-infused into her mind.

And so all illusions of perfection vanished.

By mid-November, my work was gradually on the right track. Not only did I have to participate in music variety shows alone, but I also wanted to work with the band on next year’s new album, so I stayed with my friends every day, and I got busy, so bad Not so much in the mood.

My mother told me that she had dinner with Frank as a friend, but I didn’t have any reason. On the one hand, I didn’t have the time to inquire about it. On the other hand, I was worried that my mother would misunderstand me if I inquired too much.

Gradually, I also fully understood that this time he and I were not angry or quarreling, but because of some irresistible reasons, we really couldn't be together.

But my mother took the initiative to tell me: "I asked him if he missed you, and he said that he didn't want to answer this kind of question now. Maybe he really doesn't like you anymore, really."

I actually nodded indifferently, but I couldn't eat half a bowl of rice that night, and I thought about it for a long time, but I didn't come up with anything.

Frank doesn't like me anymore. If you think about these words, how cruel it is.