The story of an ordinary girl, a series of stories that happened with a boy when she grew up. Girl: Ordinary life also has people who want to be like the stories in fairy tales, and have great expectations for relationships. When I was a child, I felt like a child picked up by my parents. I thought like this. From a young age, what everyone in my family said the most was "she is very sensible and obedient." Sometimes she would be bound by this word in everything she did. Therefore, I have always been sensitive to feelings and easily moved by some details. Therefore, I dated my first boyfriend, but because of the details, I could see through this. Personally, I have always been sensitive to feelings. After experiencing a relationship, I became rational, (but I still believe in my heart that maybe the person for you will appear) so that in the next relationship, I will be rational as if I don't love him. In fact, it's not that I don't love him, I just don't want to be hurt anymore, so I would rather be a fool who understands everything but doesn't say anything. Friends all say, "You are too sensible. This is not making you uncomfortable." There is no such thing as love. Whoever leaves you will die. It is just that you will be sad for a period of time. It is sad and difficult, but it will eventually pass! Boy: Life is like a pool of stagnant water. Every day repeats itself. You have to pay the mortgage every month. You feel dizzy when you are busy at work. Every day you go to work and get off work, looking at your mobile phone. Occasionally, you brag with your friends and talk about boring things at work. The family is worried about when they will find a girlfriend. I'm thinking that even if I find a girlfriend, I still want to talk to her for a while. I don't know what I'm struggling with.
Intention: If you love someone, please love her deeply. If you love someone, please speak out. If you love her, please keep her distance. If you want to give up, please be thorough. If you want to give up, please be thorough. No one can survive without the other. I quite believe in the saying, "What's yours is yours after all, it's not something you can't force yourself to get."