The late summer sunshine made his outline hazy, and the girl stubbornly hid all the flaws in the folds of her heart, plating him with a layer of golden light. It wasn't until I looked back many years later that I was shocked to realize that the so-called secret love was just a cocoon woven by myself, trapping the throbbing and regrets of the entire summer.
We are like two leaves growing opposite each other, with similar textures but facing different lights. We are intertwined and growing, but our love is always missing, stuck on the dividing line between friendship and love.
"In relationships, we are like two misaligned tracks. You are late and I am late, and ultimately we miss each other." - Jiang Chi
"As time goes by, we who looked at each other greenly under the shade of the trees have long disappeared at the end of our youth." - Jiang Wan
Intention: Any kind of emotion must be proactive