I'm the Person in Your Story

If you really can't let go, just like her secretly. As long as you are safe every year, it really doesn't matter whether we are together or not.

Everyone has a secret love in the past. It can be unforgettable, heart-wrenching, ups and downs, but it will never become a dispensable existence for us. Secret love is a person's pantomime. Although the process is bitter and sweet, I think it is just right for us. Love is like the antidote to redemption. , People often say that medicine is three parts poison, but its greatest effect is healing. In my love history, in order not to leave any regrets, I finally decided to confess to the boy I like. Although we have not known each other for a long time, we must not underestimate my love for him. I am not a casual girl, so I will try my best to confess to him. Considering his feelings, before this, my friends said that we were not suitable and would not have a future, but I was always stubborn and did the opposite, and the result was indeed like that. He rejected me, but at the same time he proved that he was worthy of my liking. After that, my mood was low in the next few weeks, and I felt depressed and had no big feelings. Crying and making a fuss is like having a serious illness, being silent every day, and getting used to the loneliness of the world. After that, there will be endless unwillingness and regret, but I know that the fact has happened, and having more emotions is just a kind of relief for myself. This is my story, so I will also become that person in the story, yes! --Swastika

Read other people's stories and taste your own life.

This book may help you understand love on a deeper level. Maybe sometimes it is not love or liking, but it is undeniable that you just can't live without her. This is not obsession or an explanation to yourself, but you must do it.

No matter how clearly and thoroughly we analyze the reasoning behind it, we still can't play the game of emotions well, and we still can't live our own life well.

In the end, Zhuang Zhou dreamed of a butterfly. You are both a gift and a calamity.

Or you may be surprised to realize that you don't show your lovesickness. It turns out that it's just because it's deep into your bones and you don't know where it started. The hatred is nowhere to be found and is gone with a smile. There are hundreds of beauties in the world, but you are the only one I love. This book contains more than a dozen love stories, some are young, some are romantic, some are vigorous and enviable. Jiang Ling's words are full of emotions from Wong Kar-Wai's movies. His stories contain music, poetry and warmth, as well as the collective memories of the post-80s generation. The wandering dreams we once had, the simple campus love and the stumbling in the world can all be seen in his story.

"I was the person in your story, but it was a pity that we didn't meet again. I hope, maybe, one day, you will miss me..."

The story is very exciting. Different people have different life experiences. Maybe when reading a certain story, they will unconsciously think of themselves or the similar experiences of people around them. We can understand a lot of truths from it, and we will also be filled with emotions unconsciously. There is no screenwriter or script in life. I just hope that we can live every day with our heart.

It turns out that regret can be so gentle

If we were braver when we were young, would the subsequent stories be different?

One day you will leave me I have a story, do you have wine?

It's shameful to say that as long as people have a chance, they will fall again.

After reading a few pages, I started thinking about love again. What is the essence of love? We enjoy sweetness in the process of love, but we are separated at the end of love. So whether you should love or not, I think you should. The essence of love is never to love for the sake of love, but that we happen to meet, our eyes happen to collide, and we are so destined to talk and hit each other, so I think we should not indulge in love, but enjoy love. No matter how high the probability of two people falling in love, no matter how high the probability of two people getting back together, we should live in the moment and enjoy every minute of love.

I am the person in your story, a glimmer of light in life, even though the light is dim and the meteor flies by. Where would I be in your story? ... Forget it, discovered in failure, awakened in ignorance, in your story, I can only disappear into the sunset.

I have never been in love when I was twenty years old. After reading these stories, I feel that love is very noble, but for me love is not that important. In front of rich and powerful people, your goddess is cheap.

After reading it, this book is really beautiful, the story is very touching, and the author's writing style is also very good. Strongly recommended[Like]

Let me not dare to say the word love easily

"Listening to other people's stories and thinking about your own past, you and I are both the people in the story." The author Jiang Ling narrated 15 love stories in his own words, telling us to cherish our youth and those who amazed us in our green years, and we may say goodbye and never see them again. The story told by the author tells us that we must learn to love bravely, say goodbye well, and work hard to rush to the next stop. In the excerpt "The Last Love in My Life" in the article, we explain to us how precious and rare a good love is. Singer Li Jian once commented on love: Meeting a good partner is a kind of luck, because love has its own destiny. Meeting a soul that depends on each other is the greatest happiness in life. May we all learn to love others and ourselves well.

Good stories always happen in summer, the wine glass is raised again, and everyone is laughing. The moon poked out from the clouds again. On this summer night bathed in moonlight, countless stories were happening.

In fact, a person will meet many different kinds of people in his life, some with different ideas and some with similar interests... Whether it is friends or lovers... No matter what I experience, I think it is the choice of Steins; Gate...

After reading the first story, I was full of regrets

Yamamoto Wuyou turns white due to snow The water is originally worry-free but wrinkled by the wind

What we can get is love, what we have lost is miss. We are just passers-by to each other. It just happened to rain, making our lives intertwined with wind and rain. No one expected when the rain would stop. Some people stopped with umbrellas, and some people walked in the rain, but who can enjoy the rain together and the sky clears up.

Every story is like a glass of fine wine. The moment you finish listening to the story, the cup will be bottomed out, but the story will always be there, and the good wine will not be the last glass.

How happy it is when you wake up, but when you leave, you need to leave

Except for the first chapter, the others didn't touch me very much. There were some chapters that I forgot about after reading them, and some chapters I didn't understand what they were about. But for the first chapter, I was really envious. Even if the ending was regrettable, I was willing to have it. In comparison, my successful love was really too bland, and going to emo was more like a futile moan. Of course, my failed love was not bland [crying]

I read it off and on for a long time before finishing it. It's a good book and a great story. There are things lost and found, but also regrets about missing out. It's not just about love, it's also a portrayal of life. Everyone has a way to express love. Tian Xiaonan didn't confess his love for ten years, but "my" love was at least known to Han Ling. In their stories, I also found the password of my own youth.

I read this book intermittently. Apart from regret and miss, I don't know how to describe it. God just likes to tease people.

Very typical contemporary people's love values, affectionate and affectionate, fond of the new but nostalgic for the old. The love that books tell us and what we expect is often like a flash of light, and we can only choose another one according to our inner desires.