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Tell you a story and you'll know what to do!

When the boy had sex with the girl, the girl received the admission notice from Duke University.

At the airport gate, the girl anxiously looked at the figure of the lady here. But when the familiar body really appeared in front of her, the girl did not dare to look at the attachment in each other's eyes. "If you let me stay, I will give up studying abroad." The girl secretly made up her mind. I saw that the boy took out a beautifully packaged gift box with a mechanical watch that stopped the needle. The boy gently put the watch on the girl's wrist, wound it up, loosened it, and the stopped watch hand began to circle again. "Yes, everyone will have a new beginning. Why stick to this moment?" The girl shook her hand and walked quickly into the boarding passage. There was no hesitation in her heart, only a glimpse of the sobbing figure touched a chord slightly.

Sixty years later, the girl's temples were stained with snow. She was packing at her home in Boston and preparing to move. The American wife outside is coaxing her grandchildren into the car. Suddenly, the mechanical watch at the bottom of the box suddenly appeared in front of her, and her memory flashed back to the airport 60 years ago. "Girl" sighed for a while, wiped the surface, wound the watch, let go, and the stopped hands began to circle again. . .

My wife shouted many times outside and didn't hear the response from the "girl". On entering the room, she was holding an old-fashioned tearful eye.

It turned out that at that moment, the boy was metaphorically saying, "The watch is gone ..."

The story is told as a joke. After listening to it n times, no one laughs after telling it n times. There are some things to express. The more pain you bury in your heart, the more you have to say it. If you don't express this kind of pain, it will take root in your mind bit by bit like grass, deeper and more painful.