[Secret love is like moss, inconspicuous. It curls up and withers while waiting. When the wind blows, it will come back to life.
Xia Weixu fell in love with a boy named Lin Feng when he was 15 years old.
The girl plucked up the courage to confess her love, and surprisingly, he agreed.
Later, I only got one sentence from him
"Sorry, I suddenly feel that you are not worthy of me."
The boy's evil voice sounded with a hint of amusement.
The sky is falling apart and the earth is falling apart, that's all.
Later, the girl went to a place far, far away.
The boy could never find her again.
On the beach, there was a man standing, murmuring
"I'm sorry, I lost you."
The only response he received was the roaring sea breeze.
After the time of separation, lovesickness can also be resolved.
[There is a slight breeze, but it is still alive.
Short story/be
Intention: whatever you wish for
