A literature student's breakup story
"I remember one time after the library was closed, we ran to the classroom for self-study. That teaching building was my favorite. Outside the window was the green grass slope, and the hazy mountain peaks in the distance. The two floor-to-ceiling windows were wide open. S. S. Lay on the table and pointed to me the moon. It was my birthday. The moon was so bright and beautiful that I couldn't help but look out the window every time I sat in that classroom.
After that, no one took me to see the moon again. "
Regarding living alone, this is the topic I chose.
Intention: Always watch yourself moving forward
