A Good Story

Seven or eight years ago, I read a game introduction in a magazine. The male protagonist was timid and meek. He was the type of person who seemed unworthy of love to outsiders. However, he was deeply loved by the two heroines and entangled with each other. The introduction said, "He was still a child who couldn't choose between two different flavors of marshmallows at the temple fair. When it rained and the temple fair ended in a hurry, he might not have gotten anything in the end or made a hasty decision." This is just an ordinary dispute between men and women. But there is a third girl named Ji Bu besides this story. She always stood quietly beside them, watching their stories. In the small corner of the photo, you smile normally and hide your love in your heart. I have read this short article, or all the short articles published by the author, many times, and I will read it every few months. But I never finished watching "Taiwan". Whenever I feel so sad that I feel sick to my stomach, I think, will I be like a housekeeper? The man with a humble figure who wanted to vomit but left a puddle of water stains on the ground and finally cleaned them up silently. Will I become this person? So what if an outsider doesn't seem worthy of being loved, at least he does get love, he touches love. No matter what, I want to be loved.

Love is a humble and silent thing that does not stop when there is no return.

[Fanfan]2026.3.10[Empty bowl]

It's actually a bit sad to say that some people are always like this. Love is love, and don't love is not love. I can pity your innocence but cannot accept your love.

Simple and heart-wrenching. Author I love you

Ww I feel relieved when I see you say you are very happy now - Secretary Yiren

This is my favorite story. I have read it countless times and read it to many people. I even copied it carefully on A4 paper and read it over and over again. I want to say, I proclaim you, thank you, and you must be happy.

Baima took her back to the Central Plains step by step. The white horse is old and can only walk slowly, but it will eventually return to the Central Plains. There are willows, peach blossoms, swallows, and goldfish in the south of the Yangtze River... There are many handsome and brave young people among the Han people, suave and unrestrained young people... But this beautiful girl is as stubborn as the ancient Gaochang people. "That's all very good, but I don't like it." ——"White Horse Howling in the West Wind" Whether you like it or not, that's it.

I was brought to tears. I liked someone in high school. At first I just thought this boy was pretty and smart. Later, he chased my friend and it was very good. Then my friend rejected him. I felt heartbroken when I looked at his appearance at that time. Later we sat at the same table. We have a good friendship. We do homework and discuss topics together. This was the case when we were students. We would bring each other some delicious food and occasionally rub against his back seat. When I was sick, he would bring me medicine and gifts. Just when I was about to confess my love, he told me that he was with another girl. He also asked me for advice on how to please a girl. I didn't show any sadness at the time and just discussed it with him carelessly. I didn't want him to see that I liked him. Until the graduation party, when he and she were pushed to sing a love song, I could only pretend to boo like other classmates. I'm just a fool. I didn't even dare to secretly write his name in my notebook. I only dared to use the other end to carve invisible marks on it. I will never in my life tell him that I like him. My friends say I am too cowardly, but I think this is a rational choice... Alas, I seem to be too nagging. Don't bother me, I've been wanting to vomit this for a long time. QAQ

I was brought to tears. I liked someone in high school. At first I just thought this boy was pretty and smart. Later, he chased my friend and it was very good. Then my friend rejected him. I felt heartbroken when I looked at his appearance at that time. Later we sat at the same table. We have a good friendship. We do homework and discuss topics together. This was the case when we were students. We would bring each other some delicious food and occasionally rub against his back seat. When I was sick, he would bring me medicine and gifts. Just when I was about to confess my love, he told me that he was with another girl. He also asked me for advice on how to please a girl. I didn't show any sadness at the time and just discussed it with him carelessly. I didn't want him to see that I liked him. Until the graduation party, when he and she were pushed to sing a love song, I could only pretend to boo like other classmates. I'm just a fool. I didn't even dare to secretly write his name in my notebook. I only dared to use the other end to carve invisible marks on it. I will never in my life tell him that I like him. My friends say I am too cowardly, but I think this is a rational choice... Alas, I seem to be too nagging. Don't bother me, I've been wanting to vomit this for a long time. QAQ