Non-Protagonist

My life is a bloody drama, and it's the stupidest kind. It doesn't even have a protagonist, it's all non-protagonists. Molly, I love you. Even if you die, I will still love you and love myself well for you. －－－By Han Weiwei (Comment: Han Weiwei should be an unpleasant girl. Her character is too straightforward, her mouth is too cruel, and she is a little bit bad. But she makes me feel very, very distressed. I like her intelligence, the tone of her words, and the way she smiles deliberately and happily. These make me feel real.) I always wonder if I could bear to say less every time I quarrel with Han Weiwei, then we could grow old together. Han Weiwei, you said that you want me to be yours in life and your ghost in death. I always remember it, so we can't be separated. ---By Mo Li (Comment: Mo Li is a proud person to the core, but he is willing to compromise with Han Weiwei time and time again. In fact, love is unconditional compromise.) It turns out that in family, friendship, and love, right and wrong are not important. Even if everything changes beyond recognition, I will accept it because there is no choice. ---By Tang Xiaole (Comment: Tang Xiaole is a beautiful pure white boy. He is kind and sincere. There will be a prince living in every girl's heart. He may have nothing to do with love, but is intertwined with youth. I think all princes should be like Tang Xiaole. Too good to be true. ) I am just a cat in your arms, you will never see the pain in my eyes. Tang Xiaole, my love is just like yours, boundless and lonely. ---By Gala (Comment: Although Gala is just a cat, her love is as unflinching and as desperate as ever. Cat's love is simple and warm, as beautiful as a dream. ) I can't help myself. These four words speak so well. I have loved, but can only choose to forget. If this is the so-called fate, then I am willing to be that stupid little moth and live through fire and water, so what? －－－－By Su Qin (Comment: Su Qin is not bad, even though she has been trying to become a bad person. But the kindness in her bones makes her unable to help herself.) Everyone in life is like the warm light of early spring, What cannot be put aside is the memory of the loyalty we had. Those loves that break our bones, They are just the bright and fleeting fireworks in life. After the brilliant light, Only then discovered, Those so-called inability to let go, The lover who can't let go, He is just a supporting role in his life. Vibrant just because young...