At the age of 17,
"Are you confident?"
"To whom?"
"You and me."
"Are you confident?"
"To whom?"
"We."
At the age of 25,
"Actually, I'm very lucky, because we regretted missing each other when everyone knew it, and only then did we realize that even after six years of going around in circles, we could only be each other. So we joined hands to witness it when everyone was buzzing. For me, this is enough."
The author's first clumsy work is just to sacrifice the beauty we once had.
The novel has no clue and is a mindless article, just a memory of the past.
I hope all readers don't comment if you don't like it.
Screenshot of the work introduction and outline in November 2021
Intention: Sacrifice to the beauty we once had
