Tales of a Small Town (Short Story)
小镇往事（短篇）
- Status
- Completed
- Length
- 5k Words
- Genre
- Romance
- Era
- Modern Era
- Updated
- 4y ago
- Source
- JJWXC
Synopsis
3Chapters
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I thought it was because of the profession of "fire fighting" that eventually led to be
Why do I always think it's true qaq
I obviously don't want to lose it, but I can't do anything about it. The wind from Mobei will never reach the south of the Yangtze River.
I thought it was redemption, but I didn't expect it to be a deeper abyss.
I also have a young man from a small town. He is in society when I am studying, and I have lost contact with him for a long time. I often wonder if I can meet him somewhere, and we can have a relationship at a marriageable age, but where can I meet him, and does he already have a true love? This eventually became my obsession.
This turning point is realistic and unreal, and it is quite a pity. People who I have liked since childhood know that it is not easy to meet again, but due to various factors, I still miss my life and regret it for the rest of my life.
I don't quite understand it, but I think this man may have really liked the heroine, but then he met many other people as an adult. But I understand the heroine's silent love for the hero
So I often think about what love is. Is it sincere and passionate? Is it restraint and forbearance? Is it a steady flow or is it just nature? Maybe the word love is too tolerant and everyone is selfish.
Later, I mentioned this past incident to others, and everyone said it was regrettable, but I don't think I have any regrets. I know that I will not be an exception for him. I also know that we have our own paths to go. It is difficult to meet again in the same city, not to mention that we are not in the same country in the future. It is time for me to reconcile with that period of time. I often worry about thinking of him in my spare time, but when the vacation is over and I get busy, I don't even have time to think about him. Thinking like this, I indulge my longing in the middle of the night. Life is still love. Calmness is like lake water because of you, there are ripples
Separation is a very simple thing, always easier than we can think of.