Life Is Not a Novel

I wanted to write a story about her and me very early on, and show it to her on a special anniversary. It would be a novel about us, recording our daily lives. But now the nature of the story has changed. It is not a story about he, but a portrayal of the lives of many people on the same journey. Who can really choose each other firmly in this life with no future? In the end, one married a wife, the other was still wandering in the vast sea of ​​people, and the other wanted the childish person to mature and grow up. In the end, that person grew up, but the price of growth was too high. On her wedding day, everyone I thought she would be there to witness it, but she didn't go. On her wedding day, she drank until the end of her wedding ceremony. She didn't cry. Before drinking, she even went to the place where she proposed to her. I didn't know how long I was in a daze. I posted it on Moments. The story ended. We ended so-and-so. After that, the nature of wanting to write this novel became unsuitable for life. The above storylines are all reality. The time span is 12 years, and they were separated and combined for 10 years. In the end, the two people went to different places. Road, finally made the author want to write this story, but after reading so many novels, I lamented how life can be like novels, so many stories, how easy it is to meet someone who can accompany you all the way, and unswervingly choose your other half. How sweet the beginning of the story is, how painful it is at the end. Other people's stories only cost half a life, but the author lost one life, and finally found out that she was not as good as she was without. When she loves herself, she considers everyone's feelings and cares about everyone's feelings but not the author. She says she cares about the author's feelings, and everything she does is to let the author leave (when the author has no contact with her and starts a relationship again, she understands that true love will hurt). The author changed from an e person to an i person, and even became socially fearful. In the end, the author found herself, knew what she wanted, what kind of person she wanted to be, and started living her ordinary life. When the author could tell these stories calmly, it was all over. When the author let it go and chatted with others, he discovered that he had already analyzed when the breakup was due, and who initiated the breakup. In the end, it was the same as the author's analysis. However, during the last period of separation, he was still in pain and even thought about suicide because he was unwilling to save her. He was even prepared before she got married. Even if she was anonymous and anonymous for the rest of her life, she still wanted to stay with her like that. Purpose: The author wrote this story to warn everyone that there is someone who you love and who loves you and who is willing to risk everything for you. Even if he knows how difficult the road ahead is, he is willing to accompany you. Go ahead and cherish the people in front of you. Be good and cherish the present. This is the first novel written by the author and the last one. This article will be updated from time to time. Don't rush me. There are some things that need to be recalled before I can write them.