"I know, so from now on I hate coffee shops in summer afternoons, rubber balls in children's hands, and sick bodies. But I started to love coffee and sports crazily again. I tried to cover up my morbid love with all other behaviors, until I discovered that those things that I can't pick up, can't let go, and are difficult to settle sometimes just become a faint line after time passes by quietly. If you don't mention it deliberately, you won't think of it again."
The article is not in the first person
Intention: Don't let those things that should be let go continue to torture yourself
Tears flowed down...