Emotional flow
Memoirs of Late Husband
"Shen Chuan, on the fourth day after your death, I started learning to write a diary."
"They all ask me, then tell me, who am I to you?"
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When Liang Chuang was a child, his parents divorced and his father remarried. He was sent on stage to give a ring to his father's new bride.
From that time on, he knew that love was unreliable.
The words of the oath are still the same, the name of the signature can be changed, and it will be nonsense for a long time.
Not as good as the group of children in the yard. They said that if you want to be good friends forever, you will really be friends for a lifetime.
When he was in high school, he emerged from the swimming pool and saw Shen Chuan, arms around his friends, smiling brightly.
His heart was pounding, and an inexplicable impulse arose.
He thought, if only that person were him.
If only he could be friends with him.
It wasn't until a long time later that Liang Chuang realized that that feeling was actually liking and love.
They had been friends for sixteen years at that time, and he had rejected Shen Chuan's confession countless times.
——Shen Chuan also died unexpectedly not long ago.
[Reminder before reading]
[Confirmed death]
[A healing essay about love, death, and farewell]
Intention: Farewell
