This is a mostly true story. The reason for writing this article is that a friend wanted to read a slightly sad story. It took me a weekend to write it, and I was so tired that I felt dizzy.
After reading it, she said it was too sad and felt so melancholy that she didn't want to talk the whole afternoon.
Shao Wen is everywhere around us. Who hasn't had a crush on someone else? It is only because there is no hope, no illusions, no results, that secret love is so regrettable. It is an emotion without utilitarianism, pure sympathy, and has nothing to do with others. It is locked in one's own world and the storm is raging, but it seems calm to outsiders.
As the story goes, Shao Wen in real life finally found happiness, a kind of happiness that lasts for a long time. I think this ending is better than what she asked for. To be honest, if you are really together with Jiang Chen, you may not be so lucky. In the final analysis, fate is like a pomegranate flower that blooms luxuriantly. Not every flower can bear fruit.
Hope you all like this story.
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