Many years have passed, and Su Ningyuan has remained unmarried.
One afternoon, her friend teased her: "When Li Zhangqiu got married, didn't you regret pushing him away?"
Su Ningyuan smiled.
"No regrets."
She can be like the gurgling water in the mountains, but she never wants to rely on the majesty of the mountains. Just like she likes Li Zhangqiu, but doesn't have the courage to leave her hometown for him.
Su Ningyuan is destined not to become Li Zhangqiu's heroine.
Li Zhangqiu, please forgive my selfishness.
I love you, but I am firm on the path under my feet. I think the prerequisite for learning to love you is to love myself first.
Finally, let those obscure feelings be forever hidden in the language of white roses at the eighteen-year-old coming-of-age ceremony.
"I never lack the courage to love others, and I also have the calmness to reject all injustices."
At the end of the story, I wrote calmly and sincerely:
"Dear Mr. Li, I wish you happiness."
Intention: Dear girl, please move forward bravely
