She followed her hair and asked Mahir half-jokingly, "Why is it that no young man has come to marry me when my hair reaches my waist?"
Maher glanced at her, and then at the crew behind him, thinking, if she wanted to marry, all the unmarried people on the ship who didn't have a sweetheart would be willing to marry her, right?
Even if it was him... He was still unwilling, she wasn't his type, was she?
Then the words that came out of his mouth were:
"What's the point of waist-length hair? Is it convenient to strangle teenagers? Oh, I think maybe some teenagers really can't think about it. I don't know how you still have the heart of a sixteen-year-old girl at your age."
Maybe you can't understand how much a person wants to embrace life when he is counting down to his end.
That's the pain of putting someone in your heart, but being destined not to stay together.
However, meeting is already the most beautiful scenery, maybe the result is not so important?
Maher thought that maybe he would never see a woman who liked to wear a white skirt and stand on the edge of the boat and smile heartily, because she
Already locked in my own heart
1. Narrative techniques in this article
2. Short stories, less than 2W
3. I'm a scumbag in history and geography (well, I'm just lazy). I made up place names, so don't care about the details.
4. This article was written two days after I couldn't sleep due to brainstorming in the middle of the night, and then I got up and wrote the outline. It seems that there is no literary talent.
All kinds of praise and pats on the back are welcome.
5. There are only a few chapters, and they will be updated daily (to put it mildly, they will be updated in one day)
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