Time always leaves no trace, and I still can't get rid of the tangled and heart-wrenching love in high school, or it can't even be called a love at all, it just deserves to be called □! So even three years later, when I fall asleep, I often think of that time in the past that was full of regrets and those illusory scenes.
Maybe I am a person with low self-esteem, or I am a person who cannot get rid of the shadow of the past, but I am willing to put it on paper to form a beautiful story.