He said that for some men, it was the best of times. A software, a few vows, three cups and two cups, you can get what you want and get what you want. And this is the worst era. As long as it is human, it always expects to get true love. But who would dare to give their sincerity in the hope of seeking true love? Year after year, the feeling of love wears out and wears down. Maybe there is still a corner in my heart that I believe that there must be love in this life, but if I meet someone again, it is just testing, measuring, and calculating. If the cost is a little more, I will withdraw to stop the loss.
When I was young, I really once thought that true love is "Lang Xin has his own feet, and there is a future across mountains and rivers". But there are so many people and things, and now I understand, "The mountains and the seas are separated by the love, and the mountains and the seas cannot be leveled." Love is too beautiful, and beautiful things must be fragile. Not a little bit of misunderstanding, wear and tear. But the reality is too cruel, beautiful love will not end well. From the day the hero and heroine met, we knew that this story would not have a happy ending. It can only be a fairy tale for the prodigal son to come back and stay with you after a handsome man who is passionate and slutty meets the true love of his life. The reality is that when the prodigal son turns his head, he only lends you a pair of arms for a short time. Enough rest, continue to wave.
In "The Unbearable Lightness of Life" wrote: "Thomas thought: Making love to a woman and sleeping with a woman are two distinct, even almost opposite, feelings. Love is not through the desire to make love (which can be the desire for countless women), but through the desire to sleep with her (this can only be the desire for one woman)."
Of course the male protagonist loves the female protagonist, so he makes an exception for her. Hug to sleep. But what about love? His life pattern has been formed, and he is so in love that he can't help but get up at night to find old friends. I have endured it once, and there will be days and nights in the future. Who can endure it for the rest of my life? As smart as a heroine, she should have known earlier that this person can only be loved, not worthy of entrustment, not worth looking forward to for life. But when love is blindfolded, who can tell himself rationally and calmly that he is not the right person?
Just know this ending, why do you want to start?
So no matter how reluctant you are, no matter how unwilling you are, you must walk with a noble attitude. I love you, I have always loved you. Looking back to find the traces of your youthful growth, lying on the bed you used to smell the familiar smell, taking away your records, every nameless night, the one I embrace in my dreams is you. But I won't say it again, you'll never know, I won't give you that satisfaction.
A few days ago I had a dream in which you said: I am back. I will never go. Oddly enough, I didn't smile and I didn't cry. I know it's just a dream. But with this dream, I can still live.
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