An experience, an observation, a meditation, a cloud of wandering thoughts, a wave of regret and recollection after waking up from a dream, are all related to "love": loving someone is a simple thing. It's like filling a cup with water and drinking it cool and refreshing. Your body needs it to feel healthy and happy. From then on, I decided it was a good habit. So I am willing to repeat it day and night. I wrote this article to preserve the memory in my mind forever, to make a real farewell to that relationship, that person, and those things, and to remind myself that he is no longer him, and that the two years of entanglement are unclear. In the end, I hurt myself and others. This book commemorates my once self-righteous "love"!
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
