You were probably the lover of my last life.
Throw the bouquet at that time, I will throw it to you specially, don't be robbed by others!
maybe
"you were probably my lover in my last life." Xiao Xi and I finished this sentence, buried her face in my arms, I pushed her head out, disgusted to tell her, do not put tears on the coat I just bought, you know it is very expensive? She giggled, her face still covered with tears.
some time ago, Xiao Xi was lovelorn. She sent me a long piece of Wechat, which showed between the lines her resentment, resentment and reluctance to extricate herself. I was on Rest at that time, and I didn't reply to her in time, so a voice call woke me up instantly. She was still her, with a sharp, thin voice, like a little mouse, with little strength. Such a girl could not imagine that she was quarrelling with her boyfriend, oh no, an ex-boyfriend a few minutes ago.
Xiao Xi told me on the phone that she had thrown all the dirty words she had accumulated in her life to that man. After slamming the door and leaving, she couldn't think of anything consistent and absolutely cool after being lovelorn. She thought of me for the first time. "it's good to have you." She was coquettish with me on the other end of the phone, and I rolled my eyes and said, "you are so stupid."
I don't know how other people define the word "best friend". Maybe we like different things, we have diametrically opposite personalities, and we even have different hobbies. But when this person comes to you with a red nose and tears fall down after a few drinks, you will be reluctant to give up, will be distressed, and complain in your heart why she didn't listen to your advice before, and now she only knows to find you when she is hurt. "are you stupid?"
maybe there is such a wonderful feeling between girls. That man can not give you care, neglected comfort, scoffing company, I can give you. After a phone call, a Wechat, a few glasses of soju, we scolded the girl who stole your boyfriend was really nothing, and finally poured out all our anger on that irresponsible man.
Hey, you're actually my lover, aren't you?
I don't know what to do with my best friend sometimes. She is a person who loses her life completely when she talks about her relationship. I don't know what I can do about my best friend, she is a person who loses her life completely when she talks about feelings. I told her over and over again, can't I be cool? Pull a little? Why don't you split up a little bit? She nodded and said yes and did it. I swore thousands of times and tens of thousands of times that I would never care about her again, but when she called me, I still stayed with her.
she always says, "if only you were my boyfriend, whoo."
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I always say, "if I were your boyfriend, I would be the first to kick you and delete each other and thank you for having you."
We are used to getting drunk after being sad and frustrated, comforting and complaining to each other, resenting each other mercilessly when we disagree, and then crying bitterly. There are too many nights like this, and most of them are not awake when they are sad. Let me send you a sentence, "drink today?" Can you answer me in a second and ask, "is there a story?"
what is the need for such a tacit understanding?
people all need company, love or friendship, sometimes when a person can't stay any longer, he wants to talk to someone. There are always hundreds of contacts in the mobile phone address book, some of them are strange, some are familiar, some are just nodding acquaintances and draw a long list of names, from A to #, the loneliest thing is that they can't find someone to talk to.
so I thank you very much. It's my good luck to know you. I know that there will always be times when I need a shoulder, a hug, or even a word that will wake me up. I call you, and you drive here pretending to complain, turn off the engine downstairs in my house, and send me: here we are, come downstairs. I put on my coat, slipped into your car and watched you smirk.
Thank you very much. I think you must be the lover of my last life. Otherwise, how could you know how to appease my emotions so well? I always joke with people that we are twins, and every time we travel like conjoined twins, my mother told me the other day that she wanted to introduce you to a boyfriend, tall, handsome and suitable for you.
as the lover of my previous life, I am only willing to entrust you to someone who can bring you happiness.