At last, I came to understand that you can like someone from afar, smile to yourself, and still never approach them.
I really like him.
But that’s all it is: liking him.
Evening Stories from Miss Zhan
* Short story * Late night * Updated irregularly
* Just a few musings, a little sentimental. Don’t get your hopes up.
* No real-life inspiration. Please don’t assume otherwise.
Theme: A third kind of love
Secret love is miserable. It's also reality.
Damn, you are great!!! Crazy calling I feel so sorry. The love of youth is like this. I don't dare to get close when I look at it from a distance. I'm going to be tortured.
Tarot cards are so real. I even bought a set of tarot cards and counted them myself. Every time I drew a card with a good meaning, I would be happy for a long time. Of course, it turned out that there would be no result.
Tarot cards are so real. I even bought a set of tarot cards and counted them myself. Every time I drew a card with a good meaning, I would be happy for a long time. Of course, it turned out that there would be no result.
I don't know which flavor of Penhaligon I like the most~ I like its gin very much!
Ah!!! I was being abused in the middle of the night, and I burst into tears under the covers (actually no sound), and my heart ached.
This is my own story. The secret love I wrote about is really real.
As miserable as Xiao Zhan I wish the person I have a crush on can see me
The short story is so true. Woohoo, you are so cute.
Bvlgari Darjeeling Tea Awesome