These three people did not say like children: "I will never play with you again", but ended up still laughing together the next day. They really separated.
During that time, she always thought in her heart that they were strangers who were most familiar with each other.
Waiting for two years, waiting for them to say: Come back, waiting for them to extend an olive branch to her, waiting for their regretful eyes.
As a result, I didn't wait for anything. Instead, I gave up everything while waiting. At that time, I realized that all the sad wounds in this world will heal with the passage of time.
Even though the existence of scars reminds people of that past, the pain is no longer one-tenth of what it was at that time. Some things don't have to be forgotten, just let them go.
Leaving, just don't want to hurt, if the day comes that all friendships are polished away, we will be so ashamed of the sincerity we once had. Therefore, leaving is the best way, maybe one year, two years, five years, ten years, or the day before death, or maybe never seeing each other again.
Zhou Lin grew up on that night when the wind and rain alternated with lightning and thunder.
Intention: Go forward, don't look back