Autumn Shadow of Waning Moon

Cool and arrogant little writer × sexually aware barrister When I was 9 years old, I secretly broke off the most perfect rose among the ruined flowers. I never thought that I would spend my whole life repaying the owner of the rose. I met a sister in a hobby class who wore "heavy make-up" and gradually became familiar with her because of a fight incident... She has become a strong person with high IQ and EQ. She treats everyone in the outside world with a standard smile, but she always shows weakness to me. She tells me with her eyes stained red by the blood of the sun that she also accepts my disability. I never thought that under her strong and calm face, she would experience such a tragic abandonment by her family. I looked at the full moon reflected in the lake and became the clear eyes in her rarely moist eyes. The autumn wind rustled through her eyes, wiping away her tears for me who was embarrassed. I gave her the 381 yuan that I held tightly when I escaped, and I supported her swollen eyelids, letting her live well... The things I have experienced do not match my age, the world is merciless, my young face has indifferent eyes, and "premature" is planted in my heart... It turns out that maturity is the initial indifference of a sad person. Later, she "confessed" to me, but I refused in panic. The two of us fell into a long-lasting cold war that we had never had before, or I was the only one who escaped. The surrounding environment began to compete with me, but I just felt the tension of life. She is so strange, she has something that I don't have, a sense of freedom and publicity revealed in her hair, determination and confidence revealed in her breath and conversation, and calmness and ambition stirred up in the waving of her arms. We slowly reconciled, everything returned to how it was before, and she avoided the topic. Under her influence, I fought against the dust of the world and tried my best to retain the original things in myself. 14 Years old, an age when love begins and cherry blossoms fill the sky. When I was climbing, I asked her, "Let me give you a name." Later I thought about it, I was indeed naive, but the world was kind to me. I asked her: "Don't you think I'm joking?" She smiled softly: "Do you think I was fooling around when I was fourteen?" "But you will always be older than me." "Yes, I will always be older than you. I am sure that I agreed. I am not fooling around, and I clearly know that I will not let you fool around. I will make you feel serious." Such gentle words and such light eyes, how could they become heavy? Out of control... We grow side by side. Because of her home, we are in a different place, which makes our relationship even more vigorous. I was 15 years old. I dreamed that she had a car accident in Guangzhou. I was so scared that I quickly sent her a message. She lived on campus during her senior year of high school and could only get her cell phone during holidays. The gaps between messages she sent back to me fueled my fears more and more, and I even started to have my own meltdown. The message until 17pm on the third day: "Hahaha, dear, I'm fine, don't worry. How are you? Do you always dream about me?" The mental bandage was cut short, and I felt like I was reborn... She has clear goals and high ambitions. She has been pursuing the legal profession since she was 12 years old. She was determined to study law and become a lawyer in the future, and she was admitted to the best university as she wished. I was 16 years old. I didn't get into high school because of my partial subjects, but my family spent money to find me a key high school. The day of my high school entrance examination was the day of her college entrance examination. I was 18 years old. I did not take the college entrance examination due to the recurrence of my disease. I rented a house near her school to sell books and leisurely worked on my writing career while waiting for her to graduate. I never thought that my dream was getting closer and closer, and that we could actually play gorgeous music by playing the simplest music. Our life was ups and downs and uneventful. She joined a good company based on her strength. We lived in a place we liked, engaged in a career we liked, and met the people we liked. The most different thing between life and novels is that it has more unreasonable and intimate traumas and vicissitudes. Therefore, our lives are inevitably bound to setbacks... I was 28 years old. I went to her company and became her personal assistant. I hired a gentle woman to help me look after the bookstore, and also unlocked her new title: "Mr. Li, would you like tea or coffee~" "I want to drink milk." She raised her eyebrows and looked at me. … I am 30 years old, and our relationship cannot be hidden. People in the company gradually know about it, which leads to more dangers... Busyness affects my creative time, but I still choose to resign to her: "Tsk, is it because you have become a great writer that you don't have time, or are you tired of it?" "Tired of it." I said without mercy. "Hey, you're a bastard." She raised her hand and hit me. "I don't want to give you face, you are a human being." I picked up my bag and turned around to leave... The days went by like this. Later, our relationship did have several crises. However, who knows that we are all masters of saving danger? I am 38 years old and she is 41 years old. Time has left its mark on our faces, but fortunately, my light job makes me look young and calm enough, and she loves sports and is still full of energy. Because she was engaged in defending criminal cases, danger surrounded the two of us, but at the age of 42, I encountered a huge impact. I had a mental problem, and the world seemed to begin to collapse... Intention: Disturbed by emotions, the direction of the heart. To save more people and make up for many regrets.