Don't call me a playboy! ! ! Although it sounds better than Big Carrot. . .
It's true that I rarely spend a lot of time with someone, but that doesn't mean I'm new and tired of the old. I have never had girlfriends at the same time, and I have never given up on one because of another.
In fact, I just stick to a concept. That is, don't delay other people's youth. I only proposed breaking up when I found out that the other person was not my true love, not after persisting for several years. Persistence for the sake of perseverance, or perseverance to prove something is too artificial, and it will hurt the other party even more. Separating when there is no emotional basis is actually for the sake of the other person.
To put it more exaggeratedly, I "ran" with someone until I was 40 years old, and suddenly told her that I didn't love you. I didn't say it before because I was afraid of hurting you. Is this right?
Isn't our so-called "love" partner just trying to figure out whether the other person is suitable for us? I don't want to miss it, so I won't refuse casually.
These are all my thoughts in the past, and now, I find out. My heart has grown old, and I begin to regret my blindness. Is it time to stop and reminisce? Then wait for the ravines in the heart to have a desolate beauty, so that the aging heart can also feel a little comfort.