I used to think that time can be very long, and it has always been like this...
As everyone knows, the river of time has been flowing quietly, and every moment and every second is so precious.
Those memories are like playing a movie, scene after scene, trying hard to forget, but unexpectedly the memories become more and more profound, as if embedded in the bone marrow, unforgettable.
I thought you would like me, but you just like me, I just like you...
Yes, who would think about the ending when we first meet? If you like it, just like it! As long as there is no love, it can still be forgotten, right?
You don't have me in your heart, but you are in my heart. How can you be a friend of the kind of person who you like immediately at first sight?
In fact, we are all constantly flipping through the photo album of memories, only to realize in the end that we can never find our original selves again.