Crafty Times

A love novel told from a boy's perspective and psychology. In the middle of the night, I suddenly woke up from a dream with her. I couldn't fall asleep for a long time. The remaining teardrops in the dream were still slowly sliding down the corners of my eyes. Those unforgettable memories that have always been buried deep in my heart, those heart-pounding moments filled with endless love, those touching scenes that had been deeply engraved in my heart and seemed to carry each other's expressions, words and body temperature, all once again appeared in front of my eyes with incomparable clarity and reality, as if they had just happened. Along with this, there is also the feeling of heartache and longing that has been dusted for a long time but is extremely familiar, once again raging endlessly in my heart unbearably. Time is cunning, you can never go back to the youth that has passed away, let alone make up for the regrets and guilt you have personally created. It's great to be young, you can do whatever you want without any worries about the consequences. In the time of loving and being loved, everything is full of unsolvable mysteries and secrets, but everything is so beautiful and wonderful. Time makes deep things become deeper and deeper, and shallow things become shallower. Because it is simple, it is beautiful, because it is beautiful, it is unforgettable.