This is a murder case caused by a bench, a rebirth story, reborn to the 16-year-old high school age.
Who says that rebirth will definitely lead to a better life than before? It's a joke. You didn't know you would be reborn, and you were suddenly reborn without any preparation. Let me see how successful you are! Isn't everything just as it should be? !
Overall, this is a bit of nonsense at the beginning, a bit sadistic in the middle, and a bit happy at the end. Well, the author's casual article.
If I want to use a song to describe it, for Chi Yun, we are not together. I am so painful and hurt that I cry the worst in front of you. We are not together. We always care and share from afar. But for Sun Luo, no matter how time goes by, I only care about you.
New pit seeking support
Original intention of the article: Life is not a novel. I have always known this, but I occasionally think like this. If life can really progress like a novel, what kind of ending will we write for ourselves?
My friend always likes to sit alone on the cold steps, with her long ear strings hanging quietly around her neck. When she closes her eyes, I never know what she is listening to. When she looks at me, her eyes are often red, but she never cries.
Her friend was a very stupid person, so stupid that she had been in love with the same person for five years. It was not until she finally fell in love with him that she smiled faintly in pain. Such a relationship always seemed to be an endless entanglement. Only when one party let go did the other party feel at ease. Obviously they were not really together, so why did she take it for granted that no matter how many times they were separated in this life, they would eventually be together.
My friend said that she is a very lazy person who is too lazy to fall in love or fall in love, so she will still fall in love alone. I have no way to understand my friend, but when I see my friend like this, I can't help but feel sorry for her. I think I will never understand why my friend can live with a relationship for half a year for so many years. What my friend regrets is that when the boy said those promises, she never responded. When one day the boy could finally tell his friend calmly that the relationship between them was not love, my friend held me and cried bitterly.
I am a story writer, but I never believe in everlasting love. For the first time, I also hope that my friend's prince can appear early. This time, I want to write a story for my friend, which can at least give my friend a story with a perfect ending and commemorate the youth that has become a thing of the past.
If time went back to 2005, what would you most want to do? My dear friend, I want to see your smile that shines like fireworks again, and I want to tell you that you are so beautiful when you smile.
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