I like Oliver's personality, not pretentious. But sadness doesn't count. A friend will take him to a party, and they can go to the street to do graffiti together in the middle of the night; when he meets a nice girl, he will listen to him, he will tell him, he will leave alone when he is tired, and he will smile when he is remorseful Came back; had a very lovable puppy who followed him, watched him, barked after he left; had a great job offer, interviewed him many times for magazine cover drawings, only to be rejected by him grief messed up.
As long as he wants to be happy, he can, even happier than most people. But sadness sometimes lacks from the heart. Perhaps when he was young, his father kissed his mother emotionless goodbye when he went out, which made him indifferent to feelings since he was a child. His memory is all about the scenery at that time, the clouds at that time, the president at that time, the fireworks at that time, but there is no one around him.
His grief belongs to his life, the grief at the beginning of the world, and has nothing to do with the so-called "loss". It is a sadness that permeates his life, belongs only to him, and others cannot participate. Anna's tears were not because she couldn't fill his grief, but because no one else could intervene in his grief.
Sadness is sometimes a luxury, and sometimes I envy people who show off their sadness naked. And most people don't have time to be sad, because sadness makes you sadder even more.
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