Why Not?

[Sadomasochism + true stories on campus + present + unrequited love + student works + Huang Liang Yi Meng + auditory hallucinations] They said I was sick. In the classroom where I was seventeen years old, I could hear her voice - it was not the noise of whispers between desks, but a whisper played only for me, passing through the hustle and bustle of adolescence, and landing precisely on my eardrums. I can still see him, wearing that washed white school uniform, sitting quietly by the window, the sunlight coating his outline with an illusory golden edge. She never really belonged to me. This is a grand affair of unrequited love with deep roots. I used all my heartbeats, tears and dense writings in my notebook to raise a lover who only belongs to me in the cracks of reality. Every trail of fallen leaves on campus and every passing wind on the playground were all woven into an illusion called "love" by me. I built a beautiful mirage with my own hands and locked myself in it. Until one day, a true call penetrated the fog and cracked my castle. I was shocked to realize that what I had been holding in my hand was just a handful of sand that would eventually pass away. And what I am sinking into is a battle from which I can never wake up again—— Huangliang is a dream.