The twists and turns of life make the originally small world become even smaller.
Should the person we love be close to us or far away? How can we feel closer?
There are a lot of stories around us, and it's easy to see some similar colors among them.
What's more, it's you and me who have similar love?
This article can be said to be a collection of short stories, and each story can be taken out to form an independent article; or you can also regard it as a silhouette-like novel, with various seemingly fragmented pieces put together to finally form an image.
No matter what kind of story it is, in the end, I still hope that it can make you a story that will be liked by others.
As close as beside you, all kinds of stories are only around you and me.