Copywriting: Everyone has had the experience of falling in love to the point of being paranoid and almost unreasonable.
That is the hidden desire to possess someone in your heart, which turns into obsession.
His obsession is to find that person and repay all the harm that person has done to him with his own hands.
Her obsession is to protect the man she loves until her heart dies
Love is freedom, gentleness and tenderness.
When you really touch it, you understand why you live.
Many years later, Ling Weixiu held her hand and walked in his former alma mater, looking at the students coming and going with focused and calm eyes.
She looked at his side face and couldn't help but ask softly: "Do you still hate him?"
Ling Weixiu lowered his head and looked at the reflection of the two leaning against each other on the ground with a gentle smile.
His overly persistent hatred and depression in those years were nothing but self-torture and paranoia.
It turns out that what he wants is just a simple and beautiful daily life and the simple sum of mutual spiritual resonance.
"You Qi, haven't you been wondering whether I should treat you as a substitute for healing?" Ling Weixiu held her hand tightly and answered plainly but powerfully, "To me, you are who you are, regardless of gender."
She looked into those deep eyes, and finally her eyes were filled with tears.
"If you have lost your trust in me in the past, I only hope that I will have the opportunity to make up for it in the future." He had no choice but to ignore the displeased eyes of the deans in the teaching building and hugged the girl next to him in public, "You made up for my entire life, how should I pay you back?"
But she wiped the tears from her eyes with a chuckle, and kept reminding him that this was a sacred school and he couldn't mess around.
But he hugged her tighter, his eyes swept across the window corresponding to that person's office, but he changed his gaze after a while.
That's no longer necessary.
"Let's go home," she said suddenly.
He smiled, understanding the girl's worry and uneasiness about him.
He pulled her through every corridor and aisle in the school.
Finally relieved.
Under the sunset that day, the handsome man took the gentle girl and walked through the scene of memories, stepped on the dead leaves into the sunset, and headed home.
To put it simply, this article is about telling a story about a non-straight man coming to be straight. There are some subtle points in it, so don't comment if you don't want to stray into it.
This is my first time writing an article and I am nervous about publishing it. Please give me some advice.
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