I love him, my love is sincere, but my love is so far away from this mortal world.
Therefore, I am willing to follow him and escape from the bustling world, just because I want to fly side by side with him outside the world of mortals.
However, what was left to me in the end was endless shock.
After thousands of years, I have forgotten the taste of love, and only the faint astringency remains in my heart.
In the world of mortals, I have seen all kinds of love and hatred, and I only feel that human nature is both bitter and sad.
I don't want those people who are far away from the world of mortals to drift into the world for me.
What kind of story is that? What kind of destiny has been arranged for me by the innate miracle God has given me?
Announcement:
Dear friends, there is another latest announcement. Ashamed. . . . .
I just received a notice from the editor that this article has been published since April 25th.
And starting from Chapter 26, I started to V. In fact, writing an article is quite hard, but the most important thing is that there are many friends who can share it with me. Kongkong is very worried that after the article becomes V, many friends who are not used to reading V articles will miss it, so I feel very uneasy.
Because of the contract, I have to abide by Jinjiang's game rules, so I can only say a humble apology to many friends and thank you for your support all the way. I still have one hope, that is, everyone can continue to support me. Tears in a rush. . . . . .
Note: The first part of "Ghost Stories and Buddha's Destiny" is almost over, but the story of Three Lives and Three Lives still has a long way to go. I hope that the next life will have a happy ending. Because no matter whether I write about clothes or sleeves, I feel very unhappy because I have a lot of love debts to repay. In the third life, how will our mistress laugh so calmly?
Reader comments
Read this story again
It reminded me again of the loneliness of being alone on that noisy street
It's grief, it's despair... It's about moving forward without caring about anything...
Does life really have to be like an hourglass? What is lost will never come back...? ?
Chasing alone is tiring, but once you've fallen in love, it's really hard to let go...
Read this story again It reminded me again of the loneliness of being alone on that noisy street It's grief, it's despair... It's about moving forward without caring about anything... Does life really have to be like an hourglass? What is lost will never come back...? ? Chasing alone is tiring, but once you've fallen in love, it's really hard to let go...