Time is not forgiving, but the buried memories are still fresh in my mind. I always thought that as long as I work hard to be what you like, you will look back at me, even if it is the same, but I forget that liking someone is not charity. No matter how hard I try, I still can't change that you don't like me. I am like a bird in captivity, looking at those birds with happiness and freedom with low self-esteem. Loving someone always promotes my growth.
It's a pity that I couldn't complete the college reunion in high school, but you have a girlfriend. Even if it's not her, it will be someone else. There has never been a place for me. I am reborn with regrets. I am a stray cat, just like my wandering heart, with no fixed place to live. It's a coincidence that God allows us to meet. It's a pity that God is not kind. My life is short, but my love for you has never diminished. Less, if possible, I would like to stop loving... (Campus, rebirth, love but not,) the author has something to say: "I hope readers will leave more messages. I will carefully read and change the comments that ask me to improve, but the author will block the comments that are abusive. I hope everyone respects my work and only talks about the quality of the book in the comments (?▽?),"
Intention: Failure to love is the most despairing, but people have to move forward after all, so they can only strengthen themselves