The setting sun is red and round, hanging on the horizon, as if it is teetering. The afterglow of the setting sun shines on every corner of the city. In the quiet but not dark library, a girl is looking for something in the rows of neat bookshelves...
There is an eye-catching headline on a yellowed old newspaper. Below it is a short paragraph of text but next to it is a familiar photo...
It evoked an unforgettable memory for me. .
An unexpected car accident broke into my own future world, a fantasy journey, who is the new love and who is the old love.
Who will never leave you all your life, and who is worthy of spending your whole life loving. However, life is like a dream, and there are many things we can't do anything about.
How heavy is the commitment and how light is it? If you could walk the path you have walked all over again, if you could start your life over again, would you have less regrets? Do you have the courage to give up what you want to give up, and pursue what you want to pursue? If there were what-ifs, would there be a different ending? If possible, I hope to always be a bystander watching your story.
If possible, can we not marry for the rest of our lives, and just live our own lives quietly? Ask ourselves that in our heart, we hope to have someone who misses me, cares about me, protects me, takes care of me, cares for me, and loves me. A person will become tired and tired after a long time, and he will become accustomed to it, or maybe after experiencing it too much, everything will fade away.
I once thought about when that person would come, and whether true love would come only when my mood becomes desolate. Maybe there are too many people in the world worth loving, so I love you many times. At this moment, I discovered that it is happiness to have such an unforgettable person. He may only be a corner of my heart forever. It is indeed a lifetime hope, and more of a regret. If you can't be happy, why bother having it? Saying you don't care about it forever is just deceiving yourself!
Time passes, but the memory is still clear. Who is the person who talks and laughs with you, or the person who goes through thick and thin with you? Who is the person who will spend the rest of your life hand in hand? Maybe neither, no.
How far is happiness, how long does it take to get there...
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