Not all love hidden under the sun can see the light of day, at least not love that ends in nothing, at least not wishful love, at least not for Fang You.
There may be such a boy in every adolescent girl's heart. He doesn't need a white shirt, bright sunshine, or unparalleled talents. He can be bright and dazzling, attract everyone's attention, and can easily tear through his shyness and enter the heart openly.
I once wrote a thick diary about myself and you. I never felt that liking you was a sad thing, because you deserve to be liked by the whole world.
You don't need to be with me, because what I like is you who have never been with me. The sunshine helps you bewitch people's hearts, and memory helps you polish and polish. What I like is you, and it is also a self-directed illusion.
I like you, but I don't love you.
Intention: I once loved in obscurity and without hope