He is something I can't get over for a long time. If there were no accidents, would our relationship have always been sweet?
He stared at me lovingly as I knelt down on one knee, holding a white gardenia in my hand, and said loudly, "Chen Mianmian, marry me!"
Time will make people understand that what is lost can never be taken back. I regret rejecting every confession from him, hate myself as a sapiosexual, and hate my slowness. I can never go back to that happy time. After walking countless rugged roads, I found that by his side, he is the best choice...
[This novel is adapted from a true story of personal experience]
(The final chapter is purely fictional, please read it rationally.)
Purpose: To commemorate the lost youth