When I was seventeen, I met Momo, who was twenty-one. My seventeen-year-old and Momo were twenty-one. In the end it became my twenty-one years old and Momo's twenty-five years old.
We always move ourselves and leave the pressure to others.
When I wrote this book as a memoir, I wanted to counter what was said about grief.
Some people say that sorrow will turn into a river. I just want to say that after I lose you, my sorrow will turn into a river.
This article is slow, long and incomprehensible. If you are impatient, you can start directly from Chapter 3.
No matter how urgent it is. . . . .
No matter how urgent you are, message me privately and I will send you the H version.