Forgot when

Forgot when. Woke up in the middle of the night is no longer a few sheep urged to sleep. Instead, I took out the phone without the Q from the pillow.

Forgot when. Holding a friend's hand and holding the phone. We are used to holding the phone sooner or later.

Forgot when. Unfamiliar people are gradually talking about nothing. Repeat the funny story of a quarrel with a familiar person and a stranger.

Forgot when. People who have nothing to say are starting to be relatively speechless. It seems as time goes back to the origin after a wound is drawn on the heart.

Forgot when. We started to talk no longer. Not because there is no time. Instead of preparing for the thoughts, I didn’t think about what topic to talk about.

Forgot when. We started to be quiet by noise. Then wait for concern in silence.

Forgot when. Q is no longer willing to go online. Just still looking at the people up and down quietly. in silence.

Forgot when. Even if you chat, you are only willing to say. Oh. Ok. Then look at the familiar ones. Unfamiliar avatars no longer jump to know the gray. I was stunned to imagine the lost expression of the other side.

Forgot when. We change our mood at least once a day. Don't care if anyone goes to see it. Some people know that the more difficult it is, the more frequently it is updated.

Forgot when. We started to repost the logs. Try to tell someone's similar story by borrowing someone else's story.

Forgot when. I still go to other people's space because I still want to care.

Forgot when. Concerned, but can no longer find the right words. So I always leave only a shadow that has passed by.

Forgot when. People who care about start to no longer update their moods. Lost is hard to say. Because I lost the only way to understand ta.

Forgot when. Good night began to become irregular. Just because of that sentence. Everything is going to be safe. I don't know what to say to someone who deserves to listen.

There used to be no mobile phone. No QQ. No space. We are very good and very fulfilling. Now we are just a group. A person who is illusory and lonely. Yes and no land. The sentiment of the evolution will be stranded.

Suihua No. 4 Middle School: Habituality