Thank you, quiet and amazing my time.

I want to cry, I used to care about my friends, but now I am relieved of friendship.

Things have changed and things are wrong. Can I go back? We used to know nothing. I only know that I laughed for a small thing, laughed at my stomach, and laughed and tears flowed out.

We used to listen to the same class at the same school, copied the same notebook, and took the same test. Everything is like yesterday, and you are gone. Our national school graduated for two years, and now people from our own are different. We are not in the same scene to see the same scenery. We have all changed, the years are gone, and people are so scared. Now your best friend is not me. But I can't make troubles. After all, we all grow up and have their own choices, but why I still feel sad. How terrible the time is, I feel that something seems to be untenable.

I am here, the sky is getting dark, where is it? I am here, the weather is cool, where? Everything has changed here, I have become sensible, and I started to write a diary again. Where?

At 23:10 on August 27, 2019, I cried and left a message in your space. I said "sometimes, especially missed." After a while, you left a message in my space saying, "I want to tell you, I am, too." After a while, I left a "have a test. I am crying when I think of you in writing." I saw this, crying hysteria. I think, when I miss you. You will miss me too, so just fine. Although we rarely say that we miss, I understand that we have been in place.

I want to say that I have been in the same place, waiting for us to get together in a better future.

I love you, I love you, I love you, my best friend. Thank you, quiet and amazing my time.

Third day: Long Yanhong