Wearing a mask, fall into pure love

"You said you liked me a long time ago? Did you know me then? Why do you like me? "

Yes, she doesn't know him at all.

Once she helped him, she thought he was cold outside and hot inside. She was wrong. His indifference is the same on the outside, and his tenderness is just a disguise to achieve his goal.

Once the late night chat made her think that they had the same interest and common language. She was wrong again. His world is too complicated. She is just a small subset.

Once he said that those dandies were not his friends, so she thought he was different from them. She's still wrong. He is a dandy among dandies. He can hold people's sincerity in his hand and manipulate them without changing his face.

Once she thought she was his friend. She was wrong again. She is not his friend, she is just his plaything.

Wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong

How could she string up so many illusions into a self deceptive lie and perform dutifully in a farce?

"You're inviting bad actors to accompany you as a clown." The man's words are still in his ears.

Yes, she wore the clothes he bought for her, played the person he liked, and then he brought her to the person he really liked.

It's like that Dongshi was brought to Xishi to perform frowning, and the carpenter was brought to Luban to play with his axe. He's really a clown and laughs generously

Yue Muchen folded the dress and put it back in the box. She began to pack her luggage. There are not many things. They are all packed in less than half an hour. Then he took out his mobile phone and put it on her desk.

When she explained everything to the manager on duty, the exquisite antique clock in the hotel lobby rang metaphorically.

Midnight.

She walked out of the hotel, left the clothes and shoes he bought for her, and took away her only dignity.

It's not a princess dress and crystal shoes. She's not a Cinderella who can change, nor an ugly duckling who can change.

Because the ugly duckling is a white swan, Cinderella is enough to match the prince, and she is just a little match girl.

Hehe, fortunately, it's a midsummer night. Even if you can't buy a ticket and curl up in Huangcheng railway station for a night, you won't die miserably like a little girl.

Sitting in a taxi bound for the railway station, yuemuchen looked out the window at the night sky and burst into tears.

She doesn't know him, but does he know her?

Just because she doesn't cry doesn't mean she won't feel bad.

Just because she's not afraid of pain doesn't mean she won't hurt.

Just because she likes him doesn't mean he can do anything to her.

Her willingness to lower the dust for him does not mean that he can trample her at will.

After all, it's her fault.

She thought she could treat him as an ordinary friend. She tried hard to play her role, and she failed as expected.

She is still greedy, she has fantasies, she allows herself to get hurt.

Yue Muchen took out his mobile phone, found Chen Yutian's phone and QQ, blocked, hacked, and then deleted them all.

That's good.

So she can give up.

So she can no longer contact him, and he can't contact her.

So she doesn't have to try to control herself, and she doesn't have to be afraid that she can't control herself.

Since she and he have no future, they should go on in parallel in their respective worlds. Don't be ambiguous, don't entangle, don't save any possibility and hope of intersection, and don't end up with emotional debts and bad karma destined to end in tragedy.

Chen Yutian, like you, is my origin, let me go alone.

bye.

never see again.