There is a kind of love in a situation,
He knows the ending.
At this time, this kind of love becomes a kind of poison. The sweeter the love, the more vicious the poison.
Reason is the only antidote.
However, youth makes us abandon our reason and commitment.
We think people want commitment, but because of greed.
It's not that we are not greedy, but that we have no capital.
Our love is self-aware,
Don't ask about the future.
Watching love die together.
Then, turn around and break up.
Youth is like what we think, and we have always thought like this.
This article is just a reminder of something I have lost in my life.
I hope that in some corner of the world, these lost things can always exist in some form.
Ps: In fact, I have always admired the persistence and determination in other people's words and stories.
So I typed an article, her name is "The Ink of War" (link available)
Try to simulate some dream-like chases.
I think that for modern people, when it comes to love, reason has gradually become instinct, and we always know how to rein in the horse before the cliff.
So do I.
Therefore, I can only indulge in my own words.