Memory is like a book. When you open it inadvertently, an inexplicable warmth will flow into your heart. Memories are like gems. After many years, they are still crystal clear and heartwarming.
There was a girl who had read many books, met many people, and experienced many things. Remembered, forgotten. Passionate and indifferent. She has a very ordinary face, but she is regarded as mysterious by others. In fact, it is just the calmness and gentleness in her heart, nothing more.
Her name is Shishi. Before she was 30 years old, she had never thought that the person who would haunt her and make her excited in this life was actually a girl.
There is a feeling that is indescribable. Even if we break up 500 times, we will still reconcile on the 501st time. They fall in love, kill each other, torture each other, but love each other deeply. It is the tears of countless nights, the heartache of hitting rock bottom, the happiness of having the whole world, being unable to breathe, and that beautiful face in the middle of the night.
Intention: Lily, best friend, comrade, relative