A story about fate. Chengyun fell in love with the words written by a person who did not understand love. Because of these words, this story came into being. However, fate can never be determined by words. Waiting, accompanying, tolerating, hugging, kissing... Those are love, but they will not be complete love. Jiong also said: His life exists for Chengyun, and he is her fate. However, love without pursuit and heartache will not make Chengyun feel the most real existence. She wants to have it, but is cowardly. Si Feng was her fictional plot. It didn't exist, but it was very real... She was silent and indifferent, just because the memory was too painful. She wanted an angel, she wanted to make up for her mistakes, she wanted to be completely good to someone, so everything turned into giving and possessing friendship. The appearance of Kejia made her thank God: At least, God has not forgotten me yet. The praiseworthy courage to love and hate made her envious and made her struggle. She wants to get rid of the darkness behind her, because there is such a description in the passage she loved: Even if it is gray and desolate, in the end, the sunshine will still penetrate everything. She believed so.
My senior's writing is more mature than mine: