Your love for me brings me to Mount Lu. I was struck by its beauty and magnificence, and its ever-changing landscape fascinated me. I praise every inch of sunshine, kiss every breeze, praise every thorn, and wander every swamp.
I run towards the mountain peak and then fall, I only see you by my side, no matter I am withered or fresh.
I have stood on the cliff for a long time.
But I can't love you.
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A story about self-loathing, the inability to learn to love and the inability to let go.
Regardless of attack or reception, you can understand it at will, and the perspective is random.
Short story, no scum or third party, ordinary writing style, simple narrative, avoiding lightning by itself.
Intention: Respect life, it is difficult to become a couple.