You are my source of inspiration for writing.
When you read my articles, you may never know that the protagonist's image is written in your image; you may also never know which of my articles is about your story.
If I wasn't so paranoid, I wouldn't miss out on so much; if I wasn't paranoid, would I still be me?
I met some people. But at that time, we didn't feel that each other was the person we were looking for. Just like that, we missed it. This separation, we will never meet again. Even if we meet again by fate and stand in front of each other, we may not recognize each other.
The most painful thing in the world is not not being able to love you, but that you are standing in front of me and I don't know you.
I was wrong after all. My mistake was that I sat on the subway backwards that day; my mistake was that I arrived at the hospital after dark in winter; my mistake was that I went to the emergency room instead when I should have gone to the outpatient clinic; my mistake was that I should not have made myself uneasy when my appendix hurt; my mistake was that I was as pretentious and fearful as ever when I saw the needle; my mistake was that I listened to the most sincere words my friend said to me; my mistake was that I met the gentlest person in the world...
In the end, I just ended up feeling empty, indulgent, and giving up.
Some things really happened. Burying reality in fiction is enough to make me think about it for a lifetime.
People passing by are like the passing wind. I want to pursue you, but you have already gone far away.
I wish I could have the chance to see you again,
I wish I could put you in my luggage,
I hope that the beginning of our acquaintance is not the end,
How I wish that there is no miss between me and the world
Motto: If you meet the right person, don't wait