It makes me so sad. I rarely read stories about the protagonist getting older, because I can't imagine what it will be like for me when I get older. I'm still shamefully young. However, Guangguang's short story really touched me. Life, old age, illness and death are common things. It's not death that scares me, but the fear that the people who love me will suffer and that I will live up to my promise. Without her, the world has lost most of its color.
It's like the unwritten end of a novel
Fortunately, there are only five chapters, so there is no need to detail the story of the separation; unfortunately, there are only five chapters, and there is no time to detail the story of the youth. 😭 😭 😭
Maybe the sadness is so extreme that there are no tears. She may have wanted to go with her on the day she left, but she still had responsibilities and waited until her mother passed away and her dog passed away. She had dealt with all the remaining matters behind her and went to accompany her. She could bear the pain of losing her, so how could she be afraid of other pains?
She will definitely take her home, so he.
I cried to death. After you leave, I will help you take care of your dog, flowers and mother. When everything is settled, I will come to you. Woo woo woo, what kind of beautiful love is this? 😭 😭 😭, Pearls are falling out of my eyes.
It's reality, it's life, the sorrow in the heart of plainness.
Li Shuyu, remember to take Zhang Jian home
And thank you for your hard work Zhang Jian
Hope you're all well over there
I couldn't finish reviewing statistics. I opened Jinjiang and saw an update. It was just one chapter and it tortured me to death. I might as well review TAT.
Fortunately, it's short, a short story, and it's updated weekly, so the feeling hasn't reached that borderline yet, otherwise I would have cried myself to death. I really hate separation between life and death. I would rather the two of us live well, even if we never see each other again, but at least I know that you are always well, and there is comfort in my heart. But there is really no consolation in death. No more. The traces will become lighter and fainter until they disappear...
It makes me so sad. I rarely read stories about the protagonist getting older, because I can't imagine what it will be like for me when I get older. I'm still shamefully young. However, Guangguang's short story really touched me. Life, old age, illness and death are common things. It's not death that scares me, but the fear that the people who love me will suffer and that I will live up to my promise. Without her, the world has lost most of its color.
It's like the unwritten end of a novel
Fortunately, there are only five chapters, so there is no need to detail the story of the separation; unfortunately, there are only five chapters, and there is no time to detail the story of the youth. 😭 😭 😭
Maybe the sadness is so extreme that there are no tears. She may have wanted to go with her on the day she left, but she still had responsibilities and waited until her mother passed away and her dog passed away. She had dealt with all the remaining matters behind her and went to accompany her. She could bear the pain of losing her, so how could she be afraid of other pains?
She will definitely take her home, so he.
I cried to death. After you leave, I will help you take care of your dog, flowers and mother. When everything is settled, I will come to you. Woo woo woo, what kind of beautiful love is this? 😭 😭 😭, Pearls are falling out of my eyes.
It's reality, it's life, the sorrow in the heart of plainness.
Li Shuyu, remember to take Zhang Jian home And thank you for your hard work Zhang Jian Hope you're all well over there
I couldn't finish reviewing statistics. I opened Jinjiang and saw an update. It was just one chapter and it tortured me to death. I might as well review TAT.
Fortunately, it's short, a short story, and it's updated weekly, so the feeling hasn't reached that borderline yet, otherwise I would have cried myself to death. I really hate separation between life and death. I would rather the two of us live well, even if we never see each other again, but at least I know that you are always well, and there is comfort in my heart. But there is really no consolation in death. No more. The traces will become lighter and fainter until they disappear...