The topic of an assignment in a college psychology elective course is: If you could meet the person who made you regretful in your youth again, what would you say to him/her? I wrote tens of thousands of words eloquently, describing all the resentment I had and the relief I feel now. Although the person was not mentioned even a word, it was like a ringing alarm clock reminding me that the three years I followed that person were three years of failure and self-indulgence, three years of being abandoned all the time, and three years of being unworthy of even a formal response.
I know that he is not someone who tramples on other people's thoughts, so I feel even more regretful and unwilling. It turns out that some questions in youth really don't have answers. It turns out that no answer is also an answer. I didn't know my reading comprehension skills could be so good.
Yes, I lied. If I could really see the person who made me regretful in my youth, I would not mention those tens of thousands of words of lies. I would just ask him, why? Just happened to think of it. Over the years, I have never expected to see Yan Jing again.
However, this day came unexpectedly when I was not prepared.
Intention: Maybe one day, regret will bear fruit.