That year the sun was shining brightly; that year the red mountain flowers bloomed, overturning your and my entire youth; that year a quick glance at your back was a calamity that I could no longer let go of.
From then on, there was one more search in the vast sea of people; from then on, in this colorful city, "sails" sprung up in various cities. Gradually, this became a habit of mine, and slowly it became a way for me to love you.
Excerpt 1: She was 19 and he was 22. When we were young and full of passion, we both naively thought that as long as we fell in love, we would be able to be together.
The airport is a place where you come and go, and farewells here never need to be too emotional, because it carries too many joys and sorrows every day, so you see, everything in this world is roughly the same, and there is no special difference.
So we are the same, even if we love each other again, we can't resist the cruelty of this reality. We once thought that it would last forever, but the years are like sand, like a dream. Now it is our turn to be separated in the eyes of others.
Jiang Xinran looked helplessly at the city where she had lived for nearly twenty years. She never thought that one day she would leave in such a way. She would eventually leave. Maybe this ending would be good for everyone.
Liu Ziyao: Where are you going? At this moment, I could clearly feel that the veins in the arm he was holding tightly to me were bulging out, probably due to anger. Yes! He should indeed be angry, but so what? Besides leaving at this time, is there another way between them? Since we can't coexist peacefully, it's better to break up completely like this, so as not to leave any illusions.
Jiang Xinran: Mr. Liu, as early as that night, we had paid off everything. Have you forgotten?
Liu Ziyao: Jiang Xinran, very good, you are really good. Who do you think I am, and who do you think you are? Why do you want to trade your body with my money? I tell you not to think about it, I am not allowed, I tell you I am not allowed, I know you are very angry now, I can explain to you, that night...
This article is about waiting, about loving and being loved. I like you just as naturally as the wind or the rain. We learn to meet each other while waiting. We understand the meaning of reunion during the reunion. We learn to love during the reunion, just because that person has always been you.
Conception: