Into the Fright

If you like this novel, it gives you a very upright perspective. There are no bloody plots. Moreover, the heroine also likes someone because she is constantly improving. Although the hero and heroine did not get along much in high school, the heroine and the hero were admitted to the same university because of their own excellence. The evenly matched love is very comfortable to watch and is quite realistic. Just like the people and things around you, it is very real! Highly recommended reading. I really like the male protagonist. Although he is a scumbag, I feel that it is okay at the moment. I don't know why. I feel that he is not a scumbag because he just understands what he wants. The female protagonist is definitely a role model. Having a crush does not mean being humble or being a licker. You should be good enough to make him pay attention to you and work hard to improve yourself. Don't just immerse yourself in your own imagination. Then the person you like in your life will not like you. Starting a career for love, what is my reading experience? As an aside, although I know that excellence can attract his attention, I don't have the determination to work hard, so I feel confused every day. It also makes me deny whether I like him or not. There are so many people who like him, so what advantages do I have and what qualifications do I have to stand by his side? He is very good. The only bad thing is that he and I don't belong to me!

How should I put it? This novel should be the first time I write a book review so seriously. Yun Xiang is actually quite similar to me. I also have a person I like silently. I will also keep him silently in my heart and pay attention to him silently. Watching him talk to other girls makes me sad, but I know that I am not qualified. In the beginning, our relationship was not bad. It was good to talk and laugh together, but I don't know where to start. Since then, he and I have stopped talking. I even want to hide when I see him. Many times I also have desires and want to ask without scruples, but... It seems that after I get used to being a good child, it is abnormal to want to cry and make trouble. No matter what happens, I seem to have no choice but to swallow it in my stomach. I can only be the "good boy" who makes people feel at ease? Many times, I also want to cry. I really... Want to...

I don't know if many people have experienced it before. Although I have never experienced a crush, it still feels depressing. I like that feeling. It's like being immersed in the inferiority complex of someone who had a crush in high school. I like it very much, but I watched it too early and didn't enjoy it to the fullest.

A long time ago, the young people at that time were like this, always running and flying on the field. The boy next to her carried all the sorrows and joys of her youthful years, and her countless glances in those years were finally answered in midsummer.

Maybe this is another novel that I will never finish reading. It's not the writing style or the plot, but the emotional direction. I have never liked the word secret love, because when I see this word, a word appears in my mind, that is humble, yes, humble. The person who has a crush on is always humble, and the person who is secretly loved is always unscrupulous, even if their unscrupulousness is not because of the other person's liking. But they have their own advantages, but I don't like it. If we want to talk about love, first of all, the starting point of love between both parties is equal. Inequality means that a person needs to be in a weak point and temper his edge. Maybe it is not so humble that she will grovel, but it is still in an unequal state. Like is not terrible, and secret love is not terrible. What is terrible is liking others more than oneself. Having a secret love is a good thing, but not having a crush is a pain in youth. Not much else to say, just hope that you will never become a secret admirer.

I think secret love is very depressing. Maybe the person you like looks at each other and smiles with others in the sun, but you can only hide in a dark corner and cry. Maybe once people fall in love, they will be humble to the core. I think the heroine is lucky. She can look into the eyes of the hero in the bright sunshine. She meets the hero by chance while feeding the cat in the alley. The heroine also has a group of sincere good friends, and her relatives also take good care of her. The whole novel is very warm. Although it is an ordinary life, it is often the life that people yearn for the most. I wish the heroine and the hero will love each other forever. The character of the heroine is also my favorite. She looks fragile, but she is full of stubbornness and persistence. This is probably why she can become the heroine. All characters with different personalities revolve around her.

Some people meet for a short time and part for a long time. It turns out that fate is just as short-lived as a point of intersection.

In fact, for the male protagonist to fall in love with the female protagonist, just like the female protagonist falling in love with the male protagonist, deep impression, IQ, and the heroine's own shining points can all be the conditions for liking. But the male protagonist has countless exes that need to be explained. It is impossible for a person to have a group of exes without any reason, especially the male protagonist in a novel. I like the heroine of the book very much, but some of the behavior of the hero needs to be corrected, otherwise it will have a bad impact. Falling in love at first sight or lust may destroy a person, so it is necessary to change the male protagonist.

She will always run towards him without hesitation, like a tired bird returning to the forest, like a crow perching on a branch at dusk, or like floating clouds entering the mountain. He is her destination The young man is wanton and passionate. In the midsummer of that year, he was caught off guard and broke into her world. From then on, when I saw it, I was shocked.

"Surprise" is like a sour star fruit. When you take a sip, it is as sour as a tangerine, and you are thinking about the aftertaste with bits and pieces of tangerine. After writing, I think about the fog in the clouds, but I can see the mountains in the fog. Looking at the young man in bright clothes and angry horse, I can't stop thinking about the twenty-nine.