Everyone is the protagonist of his own world. Those things that make people sad, joyful, and scary all draw the picture of our life. Everyone is like a small mayfly, born imperfect. This book may be too real, so real that it is boring, and so real that it is divorced from the various elements that make up the story.
She met him when she was young and fell in love at first sight. She secretly fell in love with a proud man who was brighter than the sun. In the end, it was just a farce of wishful thinking.
Later, when we met, the impulse of youth was gone, and all that was left was silent companionship.
Life is short. If you are destined to love someone unforgettable, it would be better to have never met each other.