I have wanted to write a story like this for a long time.
Friendship and love, dreams and abandonment. There is too much helplessness plaguing me and us, plaguing our entire youth of nothingness.
There is a kind of emotion in this world, which is between friendship and love. If you take a step back, you will suddenly become enlightened; if you take a step forward, the world will be brighter. But both of them knew it was impossible. Just like the relationship between A Jing and Xiao Yiqing in "Tingxue Tower" that I once chased crazily. When I saw Xiao Yiqing die at the end, I burst into tears.
My friend said, suddenly he understood.
In fact, for many things, we only need the word "if"——
If I had persevered, I would be as dazzling on the stage as they are now.
If I hadn't been so willful, would you still be the boy under the sycamore tree?
I often sit in silence in the dark night. I try to remember the past, but those missed what-ifs will eventually become regrets that cannot be made up for in my life.
Can you imagine? My heart is like a downpour, broken all over the ground.
And in this kind of disappointment and hope, we gradually move towards the other side of youth drying up.