Who doesn't have his own youth?
Loved bravely and hurt hard. Later, when I touched that heart again, I shrank and refused to believe it.
Who doesn't have his own love?
It came warmly and went suddenly. Later, I grabbed that heart again and never let go.
[The author wants to say]
Inspired by a nonsensical dream I had.
The full text is the product of concentrated writing practice during the epidemic.
The full text has been finalized in early March (extra chapters are being produced) and will be updated to the end at 8 a. M. Every morning. Everyone can feel free to enter the pit.
Purpose: The space for growth in love allows us to understand each other better.