Blurb
Love and not loving are separated by a single thought.
There are 520 conversion therapy centers, but they aren't really conversion therapy centers.
520 conversion therapy centers, 520 stories, 520 ways to say I love you.
My story with him is like one conversion therapy center after another, leaving us both in unbearable pain.
Every story and every scene is an expression of my love for you. But whether or not you love me, it seems we always end up parting on good terms.
Notice
Not one of the 520 stories will be left out. I'll update them gradually. Since I have other novels to work on, this is temporarily complete and I probably won't update it again anytime soon.
This work consists of countless short stories. Feel free to open one and have a look whenever you have time.
Warnings
1. Lots of melodrama
2. Some stories may have rather complicated plots
3. First-person narration
4. Nothing but heartbreak. If you're looking for sweetness, feel free to leave
5. In some stories, the narrator is hopelessly lovestruck
Theme: I hope same-sex love will be accepted
I will cry for their love tomorrow. I don't like homosexuals. I just think their love is very clean. I just love you, no matter you are a boy or a girl. In addition, I also fell in love with a child. It's not like it, it's love.
It's so uncomfortable to watch, but I like to watch it at night! I seem to have some serious illness...
Tian Da is written well, I didn't understand it but it makes me feel sad for no reason 555
Dear Dad, is it time for you to update? It's been two weeks. It's time to update DaDa. If Da Da doesn't update, I will go to your ks comment area to urge Da Da Da to update.
Everyone across the screen is grieving for "me". I haven't seen you for a long time, and I was stabbed again.
What should I do? I cried after reading the first chapter! Especially the "starving little angel"
Author, I have a small request, can you write a chapter about me and the girl I have had a crush on for half a year? I usually call her Xiao Yiyi. She and I met while sitting at the same table in the second volume, and then I brought her to Jinjiang. She was the first person I wrote with in Jinjiang. I gradually fell in love with her, but I didn't dare to tell her for fear that our relationship would be ruined. After that, we separated because of the different seats, but our relationship did not become stiff. This went on until the second grade of junior high school. She was still with me at first, but then she gradually distanced herself from me, and finally just pretended that I was no longer with her. One night I really couldn't stand it anymore. When I got home after studying in the evening, I sent her a message explaining everything. Then our relationship ended. I just thought of it as a miss. My wife probably couldn't see this article. If she saw it, I would be dead. I am a girl. (Strict wife control)
I cried, I love you so much
So, do you have a sweet little story? I'm going to be fooled by a knife!
The author writes so well!