The author will write about the emotional bonds with different people from my perspective.
The heartbeat hidden in the cracks of high school desks is a secret that no one knows;
The entanglement that accompanied them day and night in college was intense and broken, joy and quarrels took turns taking place; after graduation and living together in society, the pressure of life dulled the tenderness, tempers and trivialities kept pulling at each other, and they were full of love, but they had no choice but to let go.
I wrote at my desk on countless rainy nights, sorting out all the traces along the way: the unspoken love, the vigorous companionship, the running-in of daily necessities, and the parting that ended with regret. The roads we have walked together, the fights we have had, and the tender daily moments we have shared are all evidence of our love.
Love, live seriously, and then start again.
Make peace with the past, let go of your obsessions, and after growing up alone, rush to your own new life.
Any similarities are purely fictitious
Purpose: All experiences are meaningful, and time will accumulate the power of gentleness