This article is a memorial to my youth. Ji Xiaoai met different boys from her 18th to her 40th birthday. She was once obsessed with love and ignorant of living. After experiencing difficulties, confusion, and depression, she said goodbye to her unforgettable scars, and also discovered in the passing time: except memory, nothing will last forever, and only growth is the best gift given by oneself.
Intention: Loved, hurt, grown up