The Iceberg Goddess We Were Promised Is so Obsessed with Love.

I like the author's writing style very much. Everyone has their own rhythm and attitude towards feelings... The companionship is like a long stream of water, the silent understanding of looking at each other, mutual affirmation of understanding and understanding of the other, and in the moment when the eyes meet, how much unspoken content is transmitted silently. Delicate and gentle care, shy and romantic love, remembering every habit of the other person inadvertently, following your inner feelings and wanting to have a further relationship with the person you like without leaving any regrets. The worry and silence about the physical discomfort of one's beloved, the torment and prayer of waiting alone in the corridor for the beloved to emerge from the cocoon and be reborn, and the unspeakable joy of both parties crying with joy after success. Dare to break through your own progress and walk out of your own memories step by step emotionally. That bravery is an affirmation of yourself, a rare treasure, and a unique opportunity for the beginning of love. Everyone has their own picture, and those seemingly ordinary group activities are actually precious fragments of youth. My own feelings are completely blank, and I really want to see the love and likes that belong to me in other people's youth. Thank you, the author! I wish every reader can meet that person who "laughs as soon as he sees you" and who has light in his eyes and will accompany him as he goes on.