Whenever the wind tells you news, I always want to grow up too late. I look forward to that sunrise and that sea. I can see the deep love in your eyes.
I want to just listen to your tenderness quietly and extend this moment into eternity. But no amount of sweetness can stop you from leaving. I'm left alone here waiting.
"Thinking that I let you, who I love deeply, still travel alone, I will hate myself for being so cruel. I never had the opportunity to hold your hand with my white hair and watch the sunset. One day, you will be sad and healed. If someone can, let him accompany you. I don't blame you. I want to hold you tightly, but I know that you are the most reluctant person in my life."
This is Li Xiaohan's first short story. I hope you can support me. This is the youth story we all have experienced, the missed love, and the final separation, all interpreting our youth that will never return.
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