
We Will Eventually Reach the End of the World
by Love Words
About This Novel
This is a story I have been thinking about for a long time and still want to record. Some of the people here are no longer heard from. And I just want to record this story that belongs to me. Maybe it was plain and unromantic, but thinking about that time is always sentimental. Maybe what you can't get is always the best. In fact, life is really like a TV series, so bloody, so speechless and helpless. I often wonder whether drama comes from life, or whether life imitates drama. This is a story that takes place on campus, but it has nothing to do with school beauties or sex, it's just a group of people with very different personalities. The ambiguity is heartbreaking. I thought his kindness to me was special. I thought he liked me a little bit. Maybe girls are narcissistic. They may feel that they are not beautiful, but if others pay more attention to themselves, they will doubt in their hearts: Does he like me? Not everyone you have a crush on happens to have a crush on you, and being pretentious is the saddest thing.
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Official(1)Scraped 13d ago
It's okay, it's quite close to reality. Did the author combine some things he saw in his own life to get some ideas before he wanted to write a complete story? Come on.
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Community(0)
Official(1)Scraped 13d ago
It's okay, it's quite close to reality. Did the author combine some things he saw in his own life to get some ideas before he wanted to write a complete story? Come on.







