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On Valentine's Day, the whole city was immersed in the festive carnival. Couples and bouquets of roses were so happy that they were a little dazzling.
It's not that I didn't receive any blessings. My phone has many blessing text messages from banks and telemarketing. Of course, the most were the junk messages I received after my mother posted the so-called blind date information for me on the blind date website.
After deleting everything, I felt more comfortable than ever before.
I don't want to get involved with these noisy dating websites, but the result of being depressed all day is that the people around me will become cautious, like guarding some fragile glassware . I have never been a person who is willing to become a burden to others, so I can only wrap my fragile self tightly with a shell of false optimism.
Sometimes people have a strong ability to hypnotize themselves. For example, if you tell yourself a hundred times every day: You have to be happy, you have to be happy, after a long time, you will take it seriously...
Thinking of this, I took a breath, and the cold air entered my body through my nose. The winter in this city was the same as in previous years. When this season comes, every corner is dotted with pure white. There is a crunching sound of snow when you step on the untraveled paths, as if you are back in your childhood.
On a holiday with no one to accompany me, I chose to go to a newly opened art cinema to watch a movie by myself. I forgot the story of the movie as soon as I turned my head, but I only remember the line said by the male protagonist: "Do you know that there is a kind of bird that has no feet? It can only fly around in the sky all its life, and can only land once in its life."
Once upon a time, I thought I was such a bird, but later, when he appeared, I wanted to land, wanted a stable home, and wanted ordinary happiness .
But, everything was shattered.
Like icicles falling to the ground, like snow melting into nothingness.
Only then did I realize that the bird without feet was not me, but him who came and left in a hurry...
