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My K is dead! Suddenly one day when I heard this news overseas, I felt dizzy. It was dark in front of me. Maybe this was the feeling that came out of the blue sky. K’s dead? I repeated it blankly, I couldn’t believe it, because it was too cruel for me! How? During the Spring Festival this year, didn’t we go to the Holy Mountain fairyland together to worship Bodhisattva? In order to seek a good year and an eternal love. Yes, on the way home, what do you want for dinner? It was a cold night, and I said I wanted to eat something warm. So you took me to little sheep to eat mutton hotpot. We ordered a lot of dishes. You knew you couldn’t eat so much, but you still ordered almost all the dishes on the menu one by one. You constantly take the boiled mutton from the hot pot into my small plate, while I peel off every fresh shrimp and send them to your mouth one by one, you eat one by one with your mouth open obediently like a child. Whenever your lips slide gently over my fingers, I will smile sweetly at your bright eyes. You also joked that if you squeeze me again, I will fall down from the chair like Zhao Benshan. So I smiled, giving you a little space. K, even in the cold winter, as long as you are around, the whole world is as warm as spring. Look, isn’t my face very rosy? By the way, there is also a late autumn night. When we met in Beijing three months later, I laughed with you and said, K, I am very cold. So you unbuttoned your coat, held me in your arms and wrapped me tightly. I can feel your face buried in my hair. I smiled happily in your coat, because in your coat, I sucked the breath of your whole body and felt your deep love. So warm, so hot, so sincere. I remember when I closed my eyes and stretched out my hands to grope in your coat. My hands touched the buttons on your shirt. I couldn’t help unbuttoning the buttons one by one and put my hands into your shirt. Surprisingly, you didn’t wear a vest. My hand touched your scalding skin, which was so warm. I moaned gently and put my face tightly on your hot chest. K, now I miss you and your blue coat more than ever. Are you still wearing that coat? Did you go with that coat? At least leave that coat for me! Without you, how can I survive this winter alone?! Don’t you care about me any more? In midsummer, we went to the old place together. You took my hand and walked down from the mountain with laughter. I looked at your sweat-soaked green shirt and wiped your sweat carefully with a handkerchief. After returning to Tokyo, I couldn’t stand loneliness and loneliness. I begged you to send me the shirt you often wore and asked you not to wash it. You laugh at me for being too crazy, do you still want to smell sweat? You know how I cried when I received an email with your name four days later! I tore the glue cloth wrapped around the parcel recklessly, and opened the thick parcel with my hands trembling. With an extremely familiar breath, I saw the dark green shirt. For the first time, I realized what it means to see things like to see people! I looked at the clothes you sent me, and my tears flowed down like the river opened. I gently unfolded your clothes, stroking the collar, sleeves and pocket, as if touching you. I tried every means to smooth the folded cover on my pocket, but it was totally in vain. Finally, I buried my face deeply in your shirt, smelling the familiar breath from the shirt and crying bitterly. At that time, I found that I love you so much! Since then, your green shirt has become my most precious close-fitting pajamas, embracing me to spend every lonely night till now. In your hug, I have a beautiful dream every night, dreaming that you take me to the countryside for a ride, dreaming that you sing for me in a clear and transparent voice, I even dreamed that one day I finally became your wife, living with you day by day and snuggling up every night. Now I am really lucky to have your green shirt left around me. Now I can only recall every moment we spent together with this shirt in my arms. There are so many more. Seeing the spring of cherry blossoms in full bloom is coming, just as I am ready to welcome your warm smile like the sun, you are quietly leaving. My K is dead, suddenly! I really regret that I didn’t hug you longer when I parted at the airport last time. You complained later that you were not used to the way of separation in public. But who would have thought that was our farewell?! You know that is our last separation. I will hold you longer and longer, and leave your breath on my lips forever until the last minute of the plane taking off! No, you shouldn’t leave you, then you wouldn’t let me go so early. K, did you really leave? How could you? How can you bear to leave me alone? K, you made me dare not go to Beijing airport again, because I will be used to looking for your figure and face in the crowd! And when I realized that I could never find you in the crowd, how painful and desperate I would be! No, no, this is by no means a fact. I can’t accept this fact! K, do you still remember the song we often hummed when we were driving together? The mountain is high and the water is urgent. You are coming to the east. I am dividing us in the West Mountain. We are only waiting for you every day. You are the mud from I am sand. We were born together. I am glue. You are the paint. It is not easy for us to separate ~ ~ ~ ~ !! Oh, I couldn’t sing with sobs. I warned myself again that K was dead. He’s not. Forget him. Don’t call the name K any more in the future. K is no longer in this world. K is waiting for me in heaven. He will wait for me because he loves me so affectionately. K, how much I want to hear you call my name again, and how much I want to snuggle beside you to hear you whisper softly to me. K, you wait for me, and I will find you. You don’t know how much I miss you! I without you. We can’t be together in this life. May The afterlife, if there is an afterlife, be with you and never separate! K, take me with you. Don’t leave me. I can’t stand going to the world this day! [Responsible editor: Leaves]] Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. 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