First person/original/lyrical essay novel
Xu Huanshan likes someone very much, very much.
But he only liked it and never told anyone about his feelings.
Except for the diary he writes every day, he is so strict that only his diary, heaven and earth, and himself know.
Zhao Qingyan only had to stand there, and Xu Huanshan would not take a second glance, because the moon he faced could not detect that someone was secretly touching his light.
At one point, Xu Huanshan really couldn't hide the secret anymore, 3 but he was already dead.
Even if he was resurrected on the spot, he was not willing to go through what he had gone through during his lifetime.
Zhao Qingyan was surprised, it turned out that he also secretly liked herself.
But it's already too late.
The injuries Xu Huanshan suffered eventually left with him.
He dared not imagine how Xu Huanshan persisted and how he mustered up the courage to commit suicide.
From then on, that cheap human notebook, that diary in which he was the protagonist, would no longer be filled with familiar words and ink.
Concept: Love is the source of disaster for courage