They met at the end of one summer, reunited at the end of another, and fell in love at summer's end. For Li Songcheng and Jian Zhuming, summer's end was the best season.
In their second year of high school, Jian Zhuming transferred to No. 3 High School. Jian's father pulled some strings and got his unlucky son into Class 1 of the second year, the Huqing class. From then on, his son started successfully winning himself over and turned himself gay, never to return. If I weren't so open-minded, I'd have died of anger!!!
Songzhu CP, Chengxing CP, Shenzhu CP. We've even got the ship names ready?
Theme: A sweet school romance. Let the sweetness begin!!
To be honest, I feel that depression is really uncomfortable, the feeling of separation between emotion and reason. Your reason tells you that this is wrong and shouldn't be done, but your emotions inevitably make you feel sad and hopeless. And the inexplicable sadness is even more uncomfortable. I tell myself over and over again in my mind that you are living a good life and there is nothing to be sad about. Then under these reminders over and over again, it gradually changes from why you are sad to that you are hypocritical, and then you treat your family and friends because there is nothing that can cause depression. Feeling guilty, and not telling my parents and friends about such things, leading to the accumulation of inner depression, but unable to vent, I can only release my emotions in a small place where no one is around, and then I like to be alone more and more, and even feel uneasy, panicked, and want to escape when I am with others. In severe cases, the muscles may be tense and uncontrollable, and you want to vent but try your best to control them (I remember when I was studying in the first night of junior high school, I scared the little girl at my desk to tears). Sometimes I would talk to myself, which feels much easier than talking to others. If it gets more serious, you will want to commit suicide or self-mutilation, but when you have this thought, you will think of your parents who raised you and your teachers who have great expectations for you, and you will feel even more guilty. You will not dare to talk to others. You always feel ashamed to tell others, and you will blame many mistakes on yourself, as if this will deepen your sins, but you can die easily, since you also know that it is not your fault. Then after this emotion lasted for a period of time, one day I suddenly felt much better. I didn't understand why I had this emotion at that time, and then attributed it to my own pretentiousness. Finally, I hid it in my heart, and then after a while, I would repeat it again. Repeatedly, depressed, lonely, sad, sad, unable to talk to anyone, hoping that others would find out, refusing to communicate with others, taking the initiative to go to a desert island, and letting a few sharks around, that's probably it. This is my own feeling. Until now, I can analyze my emotions rationally, but I still cannot tell others that I am weak and incompetent in reality. But if you have similar depression, please seek medical treatment and take active treatment. There are still many beautiful things in the world and many people love you. (People can always say some pretentious things at night, please don't mind it)