"My name is Jiang Sheng, and I live forever."
"Wu You, Wu You's You"
Stubborn, cold on the outside and hot on the inside, unyielding, rejoicing in hardship, solitary attack
I fell in love with a girl I had only known for a hundred days. It was ridiculous, but it did happen like this, as if I was acting in a youth pain movie.
I am a girl, a real girl, not some fake guy pretending to be a girl.
In the past ten years, I had never thought about my own orientation. Like an ordinary girl, I was obsessed with the melancholic boy in a TV series who wore a white shirt and rode a bicycle.
But the first time I saw her, perhaps due to the influence of some weird magnetic field, I couldn't help but want to know her name, or even know more about her.
Perhaps that emotion that I easily characterized as curiosity was the beginning of my falling in love with her.
Avoid the thunder: It's the first person!
Moreover, the protagonist is really sad and sad
I wrote this purely because the author is crazy. You can read it if you like it. If you think it's ugly, don't scold me [Compare Hearts]
Please read the new article, the writing style is similar to this one, third person, Be (the copy is as follows)
My love died on a sunny day.
Spring had just begun, and lush green grass and wildflowers could be seen everywhere. Leaves cast shadows, birds chirped one after another, and insects chirped continuously. Children played and played across the street, disappearing at the corner of a breakfast shop.
It was clearly the season for all things to revive, but he closed his eyes forever.
I have never known that loving someone without reservation can be such a tiring and happy thing.
I really want to see him again, listen to his voice, touch his face, even if I just sit facing each other quietly and do nothing.
It's a pity that I will never have this opportunity again.
I don't know if one day I will forget his voice, his appearance, and his always gentle and tolerant eyes when he looks at me.
If that day comes, will I still have the strength to love another person?
I don't know, and I don't want to guess.
"I sincerely invite you to be the lover of this dying man for one hundred and fifty days. After my death, all my inheritance will be left to you."
"I will use all my efforts in the first half of my life to exchange for your freedom and happiness in the second half of your life."
Delicate, gentle, taciturn, innocent and tender
Purpose: May we all find our own light in desperate situations