Story

I once asked what is love and what is helplessness and silent relativeness, and I seem to have understood it; what is it like to want to love, but not be able to love, or not dare to love? Is there such a flavor among sour, sweet, bitter and spicy? What kind of feeling is this, despair and fragmentation? The most hurtful thing in the world is feelings, but it is impossible for people to be heartless, let alone unfeeling. Just like this, I am thinking and reading in my mind; I am worried and happy in my memories; I love and hate in the world of mortals; I am hurt and hurt in the secular world... I have specially prepared a book of love stories for readers. It contains short love stories, some of which are original by the author, and some of which are reprints. I hope readers will like it and support it. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.