Preface: Of the five men in her life, one was a passer-by, one left, one died, and one she loved deeply. There is also a minor.
Fupei said: I want to find a partner suitable for marriage. She said I don't want to get married just for the sake of getting married. We are not suitable; he has already found the person he can hold hands with for the rest of his life, and she is still struggling in the long river of emotions;
Zhuo Yuhang said: I will protect you in this life. His words were like a poisonous sting, pricking her heart hard. Her heart was dead; they could not reach the other side of happiness after all;
He thought that the love and affection he met by chance could give her warmth. He said: I am very interested in you, please be my girlfriend. She smiled coldly: I'm not interested in you. You should turn around and look behind you. That moon doesn't belong to her.
Zhao Hongwang said: Let's hurt each other. Even if you hate me, it's an honor that we have stayed in each other's memories. He used his life and the most absurd love to leave a deep mark on her heart; they fell in love vigorously, desperately and deeply, they suspected each other and hated each other, but they couldn't help but get closer:
The child who bravely loved her and guarded her, the Chengtian who gave everything and never left. He said: I want to be with you. She said, you are still young and love is still too naive for you. He said that loving you is the most mature thing I have ever done. Her heart was scabbed, and he healed her wounds with his warmth. Can they cross the hurdles and get closer to each other?
One kind of love is getting closer for the sake of marriage, one kind of love is letting go when it comes to fulfillment, one kind of love is short-lived, one kind of love is scarred but unforgettable, and one kind of love is silently guarding infinite tenderness. When love comes, how should she choose?
There is nothing wrong with love, but love soaked in Hedinghong is extremely poisonous. Xiaoshuang can't escape, Aoqing can't escape, she can't escape; neither can those who love and are loved.
Concept: Are there boundaries between love and hate? No. If someone loves you well, please cherish it. Some things are lost and can never be found again.