Essay/Secret Love/First Perspective/No Adaptation of Real Events
[Updated from time to time, read it as a diary]
"Dear Y, it's autumn again."
"After counting, this is actually the third year since I secretly like you."
"The Coke can in my hand shook, then shook it again. Every time I shook it, I felt like I should swallow something -"
…
"Shake it once, and you will be prosperous for the rest of your life."
——Not white clouds
Intention: Destined but not destined
