People who pretend to be happy every day.

one.

in the second week of my internship, I quit the king and quit staying up late.

go to bed at 11:00 every day, wake up at 8 o'clock to have breakfast, turn on my cell phone and fool around with friends.

I have a friend who has known me since high school.

she also found an internship this summer, so she began to complain to me at 8: 00 in the morning, worked overtime until 10: 00 last night, and almost missed the bus today.

I always laugh too much when she jokes about how miserable she is.

is not schadenfreude, but I haven't seen her relax, laugh, and curse for a long time since February.

II.

this summer vacation is over, we are seniors.

senior means there is only one shot left before graduation.

I think very few people are excited about the word "college graduation". When everyone mentions it, the first reaction is often to frown and sigh.

but sighs and frowns don't make things better, so they gnash their teeth, read books, and interview.

that's it. Last month she was still singing midnight snacks on call, but next month she suddenly couldn't call it out.

every time I ask what I'm doing, either going out for an interview or on my way back from the interview.

then nag and ask how the interview went, and laugh and say that there is a lot of blabla.

in those months, her circle of friends was blurred, "taught by the interviewer to be a man again", "strongly suspected that she would starve to death on the way to the interview in a year", "this interview experience was very good, five-star praise, and I will come again next time."

when I met and asked how I was doing, I suddenly tightened my face, and my acting was so bad that it was not bad.

chat is becoming less and less frequent, and people who usually eat midnight snacks several times a week haven't seen them once in months.

Things go better with our stunning nude bridesmaid dresses. Our collections are a perfect demonstration of a high taste.

I always hope that she can share unhappy things with me, but she never complains to me.

meet once in a while. After interviewing guys who have been unwanted for two or three months, they have to show each other their acting skills and turn setbacks into jokes.

three.

she posted a funny and positive picture that night, with the word "ha a little tired".

when a person pretends to be positive for a long time and suddenly says that she is a little tired, it shows that she is unhappy to the limit.

it's hard to comfort someone who pretends to be positive because as long as I ask what's wrong, she will smile and emphasize that she's fine, just a little tired.

then asked her if she would like to go out for supper, and she said yes, long time no see.

We had a good supper, talking and laughing.

on the way back, I accidentally said, "I've been so busy lately that I kind of wants to go home."

maybe everyone is afraid to mention home when they are tired, so suddenly I heard the guy sniffing hard as if he was crying.

I subconsciously wanted to turn my head, but she pushed me forward and stood in front of her. I could not see her face, but could only hear the suppressed sobs.

I said, "it doesn't matter, you don't have to put up with it."

she kicked me and said, "you take care of me."

after a while, she suddenly asked me, "in fact, will you not like those people who are not very happy, but still pretend to be optimistic and positive?"

four.

I am a rather sad person. I like to tell those who fall: "it's okay to lie on the ground. Look, there's me next to you."

but that doesn't mean I don't like optimistic people who are holding on.

on the contrary, I always think it's hard for them.

hard work they turn their feelings into jokes;

when they work hard, they carefully push me forward.

working hard on them has gradually become a reason for me to gnash my teeth: "there are still people who dare to insist, and some people are still trying."

so this is what I told her that night: "the world can't be just people like me who lie on the ground and say it doesn't matter. There have to be people who pretend to be okay and stubbornly get up and tell themselves and others that it's time to move on."

she glared at me and said I was sick.

I asked her if she was in a better mood.

she thought about it and said no, then explained that because she was already in a good mood.

I rolled my eyes and shrugged.

Last.

there has always been such a strange circle in life, that is, people always feel sorry for those who pretend to be happy.

because no one can comfort a happy person, whether it's real or fake.

I also said to her, "there will always be times when you need to be comforted, and there will be times when you can't hold on. If then, can you let me know?"

this is what she said to me: "I don't think I need much cheap, formal comfort."

"A lot of people think my jokes are jokes, and some people can understand my pain. When I really can't make it, I want to be accompanied by people who understand me better."