The exposed person helped me write an article and recommended it... It's really suitable for me to be a copywriter... But I can't write it T T... I say that the copywriter is incompetent...
I can only tell that this is a story about a state of mind that wants to be abandoned, a journey of mind...
Everything is hidden in the most ordinary conversations...
If you can choose a love, if you can control whether you love or not love at will, then maybe love is no longer love.
If a person hides himself so deeply that no one can find him, then what he really expects will never happen.
And no matter what the reason is, what is lost can never be recovered. Even if you find something similar, it is just a lie to deceive yourself.
It's just that maybe in reality, nothing can cross the unattainable threshold of time.
Intention: