The person I like is someone who is serious about relationships, gentle, gentle, and a gentleman.
But the person I secretly love is a vague shadow, paranoid and stubborn, and I can't let go of the person I met in the most beautiful time.
But I was obsessed with it, getting deeply involved in other people's stories and weaving my own dreams. After stumbling and bumping, I realized that the person I secretly loved was not as beautiful as I imagined. The world is so big, I know there is such a him, the world is so small, I finally met him, but my courage has been exhausted, and I no longer know if my persistence along the way can win him a look back.
Buddha said: It takes five hundred times of looking back at the past life to pass by in this life. If this is the case, I am willing to exchange ten thousand times of looking forward to meet you unexpectedly.
For a long time, Lu Qingran was at a loss that I could not imagine. I was insignificant that Shi Yichen could not imagine.
When I watched him leave with another person in his arms, I realized that he could only keep it in his heart after all. It turns out that secret love is really a matter of one person.
This is already very good. To love him is to see him happy.
At the next corner, the warm sunshine shines again, and unexpected things come one after another. How should I choose between the person I love and the person who loves me? In the future, who is willing to use a black pencil to draw a silent stage play, and hug me no matter how bright the light is; who is willing to sing a hoarse song in the corner, no matter how loud it is, it is all for me, without saying I love you.