There are people in this world who love you, and there are people who have never loved you; there are people who love you forever, and there are people who are miserable; there are people who get what they want, and there are people who never do.
Everyone says, don't have any regrets.
Why.
I want to regret it.
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"La douleur? Exquise."
Su Tong heard this word for the first time from his French teacher.
The sensual woman with naturally curly hair was standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, shaking a glass of red wine, looking at the dots of lights in the darkness outside the window.
Su Tong couldn't see her face clearly, and the outline of her in a burgundy skirt was faintly visible through the glass window.
"What does this mean?" Su Tong put a piece of steak into his mouth with a fork.
"Exquisite and subtle pain."
"What kind of pain does that feel like? I don't quite understand."
The man standing in front of the window turned back and smiled at her: "I hope you will never understand."
Su Tong has always felt that this teacher named Xu west has a story written in every frame of his movements.
Xu west lit a scented candle in the dark room and watched the flames dance in the darkness.
When did she first become aware of this pain?
It's been a long time, so long that she even forgot about it.
A few days ago, she saw someone posting an anonymous post on the forum, asking: Is there anyone you could not love when you were young?
One of the answers was too poignant.
Yes, but I was too young at that time and it was not so unforgettable.
Xu west smiled, who said that the love of youth will not be unforgettable?
Her eyes cast into the dark night.
But no matter how her eyes moved, she only wanted to fall into the arms of one person from beginning to end.
Purpose: To pay tribute to all the love without success