哥哥快从长沙到另一个城市了,偷懒的他干脆就不用手机了.难怪我给他发了N条短信全都失踪了...

 

上周末去看姨爹姨妈时,姨爹遗憾地说他还是会不时地给哥哥发消息,明知道他收不到了,都还要发.他说他写了一条短信,已经发出去了,但哥哥可能永远不会收到了,他随手转发给了我.这条消息是这样写的:

 

世界上有一种人,经常会对你说注意自己的身体和卫生,要注意自身的安全.冷了要多穿点衣服,你觉得很烦,却也觉得温暖.你用钱他会说不要乱用,要节约,边教训边又塞钱给你用,这种人叫父母.

 

这是一条非常普通的短信,但是在读了之后会觉得很有感触,欲说无言...

 

He said goodbye to me, forever. Although in Chinese, literally speaking, goodbye means “to see you again.” But this goodbye carries more than that, it indicates eternity. One can vanish right in front of your eyes and you shall never see him again throughout your life. That’s the price I have to pay for being true.

Hemingway has his "iceberg principle", and I have mine. To be an iceberg it to cool one's heart; to be a flame is to destroy one's soul. That is how I become a relentless, and frigid girl. As a friend, I intended to help, but all my efforts were in vain. He was not listening, not even a single word. I felt sorry for him. It's not his fault, not anyone else's. My heart ached, but I could do nothing towards it. I was so helpless, so was him.

I once encouraged him by saying "Let bygones be bygones. You have to move on with your life." Those words aroused a turmoil in his heart, and he finally made up his mind to delete me from his world ever after.

The story did not even have a beginning, and it ended like that. I neither want to have a beginning, nor like that ending. But it happens. The only thing I can say to myself is : Let it be...  I respect his choice and will maintain my invisibility from now on.