This article is written in the first person, describing my three-year secret love story, which is equivalent to a novel-style diary. Not being able to love is the norm in life, and the ending of the story will also be. We took two unrelated paths, which also means that we will never meet again. Of course, there will be a lot of regrets and reluctance in my heart, but I want to move forward. I have you in my youth, and I have no regrets.
Intention: We all need to move forward