When we were together, I also thought about whether to record our story. The reason why I haven't started writing may be that the happiness came too suddenly and it was unreal. Maybe it was the twists and turns in the middle that made me full of uneasiness. Feeling, after a year, I am still in every corner of this city, walking the road we walked together, looking at the scenery we saw together, those feelings of loving, hating, waiting and waiting slowly settled down, and only gratitude is left. At least in the years when I was not beautiful and confident, thank you for the comfort and encouragement you gave me.
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A handbook of career ups and downs and first love for a naive, ignorant, and unattractive female diaosi.
When I read Zhang Ailing's "Half Life", I always lamented the passing love between Man frame and Shi Jun. Now what impressed me deeply was just a simple narration: "Life goes by so fast. For people after middle age, ten or eight years seems to be a matter of time, but for young people, three or five years can be a lifetime." Indeed, what happened in just one or two years will be buried in my heart for a lifetime.