Ruan Qingfeng knew that he was going to die and recalled his past before he died.
Looking for the little sun in his memories, the person he could not reach, the object of his unrequited love.
Ruan Qingfeng was a little anxious as he traveled through his memories. This was his last and only chance to see that person again.
Pushing open the door of memory, the sun shines in. It is Ruan Qingfeng's favorite sun. He has always loved to bask in the sun. In his favorite sunshine, the person he loves most has his back turned to him.
The man seemed to be reading a book. Ruan Qingfeng thought about it at this time. He was indeed reading a book, reading those boring novels.
He once asked him why he liked to watch these. The man smiled and poked himself, saying that he was using them to kill time.
The person with his back to Ruan Qingfeng suddenly turned his head and smiled in Ruan Qingfeng's direction.
Ruan Qingfeng's eyes became hot and tears fell down.
Goodbye, my love.
Let me indulge in the memories for a little longer, a little longer, and a little longer...
Mainly third person, occasionally first person appears
It is the memoirs of Ruan Qingfeng
Ruan Qingfeng loved Nan Nan, but Nan Nan didn't know that Ruan Qingfeng loved her, and she didn't know that Ruan Qingfeng loved her until Ruan Qingfeng died.
Ruan Qingfeng has unrequited love, and Nannan has never loved Ruan Qingfeng from the beginning to the end.
Nannan doesn't love Ruan Qingfeng! ! ! (Emphasis added)
It is a short story about fruitless unrequited love with a touch of sadness. It is a lightning protection if you don't like it.
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