If one day we become like this too. Then, my dear, I wish you happiness.

The original poster: @Low-key@Leaning on the building, smiling at the worldly affairs@ Views: 147 Replies: 4 Posted in: 2012-09-06 01:59:41
He said, call me husband.
She said, no.
...
She said, husband.
He said, hmm.
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(Some things, once obtained, become taken for granted. For example, habits.)
He said, wife, I miss you.
She said, I always miss you.
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She said, husband, I miss you.
He said, hmm.
...
(Some things get farther away when you try to get closer. For example, longing.)
He said, I really love you.
She said, I love you more than you love me.
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She said, I really love you.
He said, got it.
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(Some things become laughable once the roles are reversed. For example, love.)
He said, we will be together happily.
She said, I've always believed in you.
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She said, we will be together happily.
He said, oh.
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(Some things get more unclear the harder you try to see them. For example, the future.)
He said, what are you doing?
She said, missing you.
She said, and you?
He said, missing you.
...
She said, what are you doing?
He said, nothing.
He said, and you?
She said, bored. She quickly deleted 'missing you'.
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(Actually, the ones who contradict their words are the ones they love. For example, lying.)
He didn't speak.
She watched his profile light up. Click to open, close. Click to open, close.
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She spoke. What are you doing?
He said, nothing.
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(Silent, soundless silence is a tug-of-war between each other. For example, us.)
People are selfish. So I can never say 'I wish you happiness.' Then, I'll say, I wish you joy.
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In this world, there are many idiots. The biggest idiot is called the second floor. Why is this second floor considered an idiot? Because he actually wants to compete with me for the sofa! How can a tasteless, poor guy like him have the qualification to compete with someone as great as me for the sofa? Let me tell you, snatching the sofa is a great and sacred undertaking, and only a very few people are qualified to snatch the sofa! For example, me! Look at the person on the second floor with that creepy appearance. Look at his dark forehead, his improper tongue coating! Look at his dark circles! Look at his prominent cheeks! This is clearly the manifestation of someone who masturbates 10 times a day! Then look at his smile—it carries cruelty mixed with lewdness, loneliness mixed with pride, and idiocy mixed with stupidity! This is clearly the behavior of someone masturbating while watching Brother Chun's concert! Let me tell you, never forget the person who owns the sofa; he will always be your pride! And never forget the person who is on the second floor; he will always be your shame! Let us unite as one! Eliminate the second floor! Support the sofa! You second-floor idiot, do you still want to resist? Haha, do you think someone like you has a chance of turning things around when exposed to my dazzling light? Quickly install a titanium dog eye to avoid being blinded by my godlike light! Here, I lightly pat the second floor dog's head without a word.
As the second floor, I feel a great sense of responsibility. If I don't reply, the original poster might think they are playing a solo version of Baidu. Also, I need to touch the dog head on the fourth floor. The reason I don't touch the third floor is that I'm afraid some grandson will fight me for the second floor, and accidentally I would end up touching myself...
Damn, got hit~
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