We always think that the future is long, but we forget that things in the world are impermanent. Yesterday I accidentally read Jinyujiang's "Human Confessions" and read about her love story with Xiaohu. Today's attack on the police involved a person I was familiar with who left. I sincerely feel that sometimes we don't know which tomorrow or accident will come first. On the days when we have known each other for 2154 days, been in love for 441 days, and broken up for 62 days, I want to write down our story. Even if the process is not always so beautiful, it is a memory worth my life. I am not as lucky as Goldfish and can be with the person I love, but I am luckier than Goldfish because the person I love is healthy and happy. I want to commemorate our past through this story, and I would like to thank Mr. Jia for accompanying me through those years.
Purpose: I want to record the stories between us through my own words