In November 2014, it had been a month since my latest lovelorn. In one month, I would be 21 years old, which is not old, but I feel quite vicissitudes of life. I tried my best to look back and looked at the road ahead. The sky was so wide. It didn't matter whether it was sunny or not. My family and I dared to take responsibility, to love and to hate. I was born for love for 7635 days, squandered my youth for 3285 days, and gave it back to her for 840 days. Dedicated to you, everyone in 3285.
I first fell in love in May 2008 - I forgot which term ended in October 2014.