I don't know how to describe that morning. I just remember that the morning light was very dazzling and I cried very embarrassedly.
I was reading in the morning and curiously opened a diary, which belonged to my best friend Xiao R. Curiosity killed the cat, this sentence verified my behavior of seeking death. So as my classmates read loudly in the morning, I burst into tears. My deskmate looked at me like I was a monster and kept asking, are you okay? I waved my hands pretending to be strong, but I couldn't help crying...
When I was betrayed by love and friendship when I was innocent, how should I choose? Years later, he asked me to go to a hotel to meet him before marriage. Is it love or just teasing? See how I restore the true face of love~