This article is BE. Thirteen years ago, I suddenly had an ending in my mind. Because of this ending, I wanted to write an article, so I am still writing for this ending and to give them an explanation. Thirteen years ago, this was a story about a wife who was always happy and chased her to the crematorium... (It was like the old time, when she found a popular Bai Yueguang and ended up falling in love with her stand-in.) Ten years ago, this was a story about a conspiracy theory, um, a conspiracy theory about four-cornered love... I pretended to love you, but actually loved him, you pretended to love me, but actually loved another him, and so on. In order to commemorate my youth, I will not change my name. Ah, those names that fill our memories. It's too tacky [face covering] By the way, after getting through the beginning of writing it twelve years ago, I was actually addicted to the setting ten years ago and couldn't help myself. I almost gave up on continuing because the plot was too mind-numbing. I felt that I was not worthy to continue writing...
Intention: There is a time in life that must be there, but there is no time in life. Don't force it.