I don't miss
At that time, I thought I won't miss.

Time for a long time, but in the past, miss but never stop.

So DuoGe days, I don't know oneself how, even if I try to make myself full. The brain is selective amnesia, some things, no matter how long, just couldn't forgotten. I thought, I can not miss. But past came again, the fuzzy eyes.

I don't miss. That summer vacation, we hang the QQ, in their respective home watching TV, also don't forget and share my mood, I said, hello nice, huh, but have to be available. You laugh, and then say, okay, you can't find me on the phone. So, the noon of steadfast and so happy.

I don't miss. The summer I catch a cold, very suffered very uncomfortable, you always ask me, have to take medicine, also let me sleep early. All the concerns are so happy. Remember, the night of the heavy rain, I said I want to let you also listen to the rain. And you said, thunder shower go to outside is very dangerous, or forget it. I admit, I'm lost, but some, bottom of the heart is warm.

I don't miss. You call me get up every morning, once, in fact I wake up very early, still in bed when you call me, until half past nine, you of message came. In the evening, I asked you how so late, you say, I woke up early, is to want to let you sleep a short while more. And so, I'm very happy.

I have such a happy once, that time, I thought I was the most happy, because being a boy, I even feel so treat, perhaps, happiness is so dependent on it. Even if all this in the past, have, but each time recalled, is smiling to tears.

I think you like you, a whole once. I think, after, also won't someone better than you. The clean boy left, would have no love too, I can still tough alive: learning, reading a book, chat, and write the article...

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