If a person's heart is a city, then Gu Shaohuan's heart is a deserted city, except for the desolation, which cannot accommodate anyone, or no one can enter the city in her heart.
Why can't I get into your heart after all I try so hard? You clearly have no one in your heart, why do you do this to me?
This is what I said to Gu Shaohuan when I left. In addition to the helplessness of leaving, there is also the pain and reluctance of not being able to love.
There was indeed no one in her heart, not even herself in that deserted city. She was like a kite with its string broken, swaying in the wind, not knowing where to rest.
I don't know how many years, she lived like a rag doll, with a desolate and helpless heart hidden under her gentle and reserved appearance.
Time and time again, she carried her suitcase and traveled far away. The moment she got off the bus, she looked blankly at the crowds passing by. She didn't know where to go. Is there a place for her at the next stop...
I don't know how long I have been drifting, but my exhausted heart is like duckweed in the sea, wandering in this bustling city for a long, long time...