The marks on the beach will be taken away by the waves, and our stories and memories will be taken away. Then, we can never go back...

I started suffering from insomnia recently.
The already hot weather coupled with insomnia made me even more upset.
In the dead of night, lying in bed, I am awake even with my eyes closed.
Jingyan's incident made me depressed for several days. I did nothing wrong, but the person she liked happened to like me, and I lost my former friend because of it.
Thinking that Jingyan and I will become two parallel lines with different end points in the future, I feel sad and a little lost, and there is a sense of grievance in the loss.
Some things in this world may just be so unreasonable, such as me and Li Ye, and He Xubei.
Although the three protagonists of the "fountain incident" acted as if nothing had happened and never mentioned it, and since so many things had happened in between, no one wanted to bring it up, but their way of getting along with each other in daily life was quietly changing.
At first, He Xubei and Li Ye took turns to pick me up after get off work, but later Li Ye always came before He Xubei and stayed in the shop to wait for me until I got off work. After He Xubei waited for me for a few times and didn't see me, he called me and asked if I was not working in the cake shop.
But I was deceived by Li Ye. He said that He Xubei didn't have time to take over the rotation and he would be the only one to pick me up from now on.
I know Li Ye's little thoughts, but I don't want to say it out loud. After all, Li Ye is like a friend, but I don't know how to position He Xubei.
"Li Ye, I don't have class tomorrow. Today is the mid-year inventory for the cake shop. Please come pick me up later."
After school, I told Li Ye and he nodded in agreement. Hearing me, He Xubei looked up at me and continued to pack his books.
The clock on the wall was pointing to twenty-one, and the work in the cake shop was almost done. I hadn't heard the sound of Li Ye's motorcycle engine yet. I ran to the door several times but didn't even see his shadow.
The shop assistants all laughed at me for being impatient. I was a little puzzled, and then I also blamed him. He used to rush to answer the phone, but today he didn't come and didn't even mention it . Although I am not a coward. But after going through so many things, I am afraid of walking alone at night. I feel that it is a long and lonely feeling. I can only hear my own footsteps on the empty road. That feeling is not good.
When I got off work, Li Ye still hadn't come. I called him several times but no one answered, so I had to walk out of the store alone.
Tianjin is a small city without nightlife . Apart from the occasional private car returning home late at night, the only people eating barbecue in the night market are there.
Under the dim street lights, I folded my arms, holding the salary I had just received today. Although it was not much, it was enough for my living expenses for two months.
I was thinking to myself, "Don't be afraid, I'm almost there," but then someone blocked my way.
"Little sister, where are you going so late? Do you want us to take you there?"
I smiled bitterly in my heart. What kind of life is this? Whatever I fear will come true. Why do I always get into trouble?
I have lost too much in these few months, and the pain has taught me to grow. Now I no longer have the energy to rush around recklessly, so I have learned to cherish some things and also learned how to protect myself.
The "trouble" in front of me was three boys, not much older than me but with beards to pretend to be mature, grinning at me.
I saw a large table of people at the food stall in front of me, and an idea struck me. I pointed at them and said, "I'm going there. My friends are calling me over for a midnight snack."
There were shirtless people sitting at the food stall table. One of them was fat and greasy-looking, and glanced at me.
The three little punks looked in the direction of my finger, and maybe they really thought it was my friend, so they became a little timid. I then said, "How about I talk to my friend , and you guys come with me for a midnight snack?" After I said that, I pretended to be very sincere and blinked at them.
"No, no thanks. We have something else to do so we'll leave first."
After they walked away, I quickened my pace and couldn't help laughing. They were really some guys who bully the weak and fear the strong.