I met Zhang Muran at the beginning of my work, but it wasn't until half a year later that I had my first contact. I don't believe in love at first sight, because what you fall in love with at first sight is not the love, but the face.
After more than three months of familiarity and chatting with her, I found that I was deeply attracted to her without knowing it, and her words and deeds also revealed my importance. It was not until later that I discovered that I might have been blinded by love at this time. I don't want to say that I am too young and not sensible. I can only say that in the game of love, whoever has true feelings first will lose the emotional game.
There are many people around me, people who care about me and people who are sarcastic towards me. Everyone is a person who should appear in my life and a person I should be grateful for, because I have learned different experiences from them and enriched my experience. I am grateful to them.
I am no longer a young man full of beautiful imaginations about this world. Time has sharpened our lives and smoothed out various marks. I have been lost and hesitated. The world of men is nothing more than career and love. While I was working hard for my career, I fell behind the so-called love. So far I don't blame her, I just don't accept what she did. Maybe I'm still thinking about her now, which is probably the saddest thing about me.
The story takes place around me, in a lonely city.
The story happened to me over the years.
The story is not over yet, because she and I have never said goodbye until now.