Withered Gardenia

That year, she and I met on the Internet, and later we wrote together on a local literary website. My writing is sharp and domineering, while her writing is restrained, subtle and flexible. Although the styles are very different, they attract each other and appreciate each other. So, there is the story behind... At that time, she registered a separate QQ number for me and poured out all her women's concerns in the QQ space. I have asked her for the QQ password twice, read the detailed melancholy of her children in her space countless times, and been moved and distressed countless times. However, due to various changes, she finally left me quietly. Now, every time in the dead of night when I re-read the copied and backed-up words, my heart is still moved and aching.