Every girl has her own blueprint for love and her own fantasy about her boyfriend.
Bai Lu is the most ordinary one among thousands of girls.
It would be great if he was a person who knew how to be romantic. He could wear clothes, his fingers were pretty, he could feel the electricity when his eyes met, and he could wrap himself up when he hugged...
I watched a lot of romance movies when I was a kid. I don't know if it's considered a kind of indoctrination, but I've decided that love is the most wonderful and valuable experience in life. But when I get interested in the opposite sex, I find that love in reality is either so cruel that it's daunting, or it's so bland that it's disappointing. Afraid of being hurt, afraid of giving without reward, afraid of becoming the kind of person that makes you look down on the most, and would rather abandon your dignity and grovel to beg for a little love. Therefore, before anything has even started, hold back with a heart of gain or loss. Therefore, for a long time, I was never able to start anything.
But in fact, she knew that these were not the only things she was afraid of.
What she is really afraid of is finding out that she is too mediocre and is only worthy of the dim love that can be seen everywhere in life.
But the situation of having nothing is also frustrating.
Maybe people have some awareness of when and what to do.
Or some kind of desire mixed with curiosity, always ready to move at a subtle and appropriate time.
I forgot who said that falling in love with someone means meeting a new world.
Realistic writing.
Warning: The writing is very slow. There are many characters too.
For those who are impatient and like stories with climaxes one after another, it is very, very, very, very, very slow.
Things that can be summarized in a few words in the previous chapters have been written in great detail in the form of dialogues, so there is the possibility of confusion.
But I'm too lazy to change it.
That's the style of writing. Please read as appropriate.