This is Erliang's story.
Why is she called Erliang?
She thinks perhaps that's what she's worth.
But she has come to like the name.
And she's decided never to change it for as long as she lives.
PS: A short story, around 20,000 words.
Theme:
In fact, Erliang knew very clearly that she would not become anyone to him... She would only become the warmest and most miserable part of his memory... So it was better to leave.
So sad, no clear ending QAQ
Keep writing, it looks good, I want to know the result!
In fact, Erliang knew very clearly that she would not become anyone to him... She would only become the warmest and most miserable part of his memory... So it was better to leave.
So sad, no clear ending QAQ
Keep writing, it looks good, I want to know the result!
... Isn't it too cruel... How stubborn is this?