I'm a timid person.
I love Ah Jing, I know it, but Ah Jing doesn't know.
Or, as he said: "Just liking is not enough, I want more." He feels that I just like him.
This is good, after all, I can still be considered decent when we break up.
I knew my own slowness and fear very early. I knew it in the despair of praying again and again when I was a child, and in the fear of running away in the open fields. Ah Jing, I don't know.
Ah Jing said she loved me, but I knew it was just the fiery haziness of my youth.
Ah Jing is like the sun, a sun that seems to always shine...
Light up me, warm me.
However, the sun does not need others to add brilliance. He does not need me, I think.
Demining: first person
A novice at writing (first time writing, so erratic)
Purpose: May all lovers in the world get married eventually.