I am a depressed person, and loneliness surrounds me all the time. I was not understood and once committed suicide, but I was rescued because my previous actions and other people's comments about me aroused his curiosity. Missing you but not seeing you, day after day and night after night. Later, I slowly began to choose to accept the world, and got closer to him step by step. One bright afternoon, he confided his feelings to me in the flower shop, and it started to get sweet. Finally, the college entrance examination is over and we all got admitted to the school we want to go to. It was also an afternoon. I was waiting for him in the flower shop. He came towards me, holding the baby's breath for me in his hand, but I watched helplessly as an out-of-control truck hit him. The sun was shining brightly, so I ran to him desperately and knelt beside him. There were more and more onlookers around, and his life was passing quickly. The sound of the ambulance in the distance was getting closer and closer, and he said the last words in my arms: Actually, I like you very much.
Motto: No one is alone