Accompany

I don’t know when it started. I always feel that someone is following me. Wherever I go, it will follow me. At the beginning, I was afraid, because the sense of emptiness that I could not see and touch could generate fear more. So as soon as I got home, I quickly closed the door, locked it tightly, thinking that I would lock it outside the door now, but when I turned around, but it has already been sitting leisurely on the sofa drinking coffee. I was really tired of this endless follow-up, like being monitored, and there was an irrepressible anger in everything I did. I scolded it severely. You go. Why do you follow me? Leave me far away. But it didn’t even say anything, just silently looking at me hysterically, motionless. Who on earth are you and what purpose are you following I am? Until one day, the weather was very strange that day. It rained for a while and then drizzled for a while, and then stopped for a while. It was not clear whether to hold an umbrella, but whether to hold it or not would be wet, it’s just a matter of how many. I bought a gift to take home and wanted to surprise my family. Thinking of the surprise after the family opened it, the joy permeated into the brisk steps. Soon after I got home, it rained heavily, just like a quarrel in the room. I don’t like it. Why don’t you buy it for me. It seems that the ending is different from what I thought. I have nothing to say. What to say? Isn’t it what you have been thinking about? I bought it and said no. Why are you so fierce. I didn’t say anything, so I just sat quietly in my room, locked the door, unable to hear the sound, and didn’t want to hear the sound. Full of grievances, but stubbornly refused to drop a drop of tears, while you sat on the ground and looked at me, as if waiting for my tears to drop. The irony and ridicule that could not be explained at that moment. Finally, it was overwhelming the last fragile nerve that supported me. I stood up and opened the door. The people sitting outside didn’t react yet. I had already run away. The rain was so heavy that the unspeakable coldness fell on my body. Maybe it was because of the cold heart that the perception of temperature was worse. I knew there must be someone chasing it out with an umbrella at the back, but I didn’t want to pay attention to it at all. If I had known that I would be so angry and sad, why should I look so ugly at first. I just ran all the way, calm down all the way. It was you who even kept silent in the rain. Seeing your embarrassed appearance, I smiled instead. Finally I couldn’t run, sitting side by side with you in a remote corner, sitting quietly, as if you knew that I didn’t want to talk at this moment. After sitting for a long time, I finally felt better and walked home with you without confidence. They felt relieved when they saw me, but they didn’t know the role you played in this, because they couldn’t see you closely with me. Later, our relationship gradually improved. The main reason was that I was no longer so hostile. Instead, I had an extra chatting partner when walking and eating. It is a pity that you can’t speak. In other people’s eyes, I am like a mental derangement talking to myself. I told others about you, but they laughed at me, and some said, is that your shadow? I lowered my head and kept silent, because no one has ever understood you, nor has anyone cherished your existence. If someone asks me about you one day, I will introduce you generously. Hi, this is my good friend, lonely. Life is sometimes, only loneliness is the eternal companionship. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring

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