Each diary entry represents the past that cannot be told and the future that cannot be seen clearly.
Song Sijun expressed her thoughts for many years in this book. Every painting she wrote seemed to seal her emotions in this book with words.
She was bound by reality and the friendship she dared not destroy.
She was just waiting for the girl named Li Nianhao to turn around, but what she didn't know was that the girl named Li Nianhao was also waiting for her silently.
Li Nianhao has been waiting alone for too long, and is even a little numb: If I don't have her in my future, then it doesn't matter to others.
Both of them were waiting for the other to take a good look at them, wasting away in the long years, entangled in relationships that were far and near, until they could no longer bear the influence of the people around them.
Love is like the sunshine peeking out from behind heavy dark clouds. There is no roundabout way, some of it just goes straight to the bottom of the heart, melting each other's long-frozen hearts.
After thinking about it for a long time, I decided to stick with HE so as not to cause trouble to readers.
Intention: Be brave and speak out