So when Tom saw Summer, he truly told himself that this person is the love of his life.
He foolishly followed her shadow with nostalgic eyes. He speculates about her every phrase with trepidation. He can't help but fall.
So everything about her is beautiful.
black hair. Pinch your mouth before speaking. Heart-shaped birthmark on the chest. The sound of giggling with laughter. The way he slept deeply.
Even all the surrounding landscapes were subjectively given bright colors by him.
The world no longer exists, only you.
Girls never believe in fairy tales about love. Everything is just imaginary feelings. Nothing is fate. Nothing can be described as true love. There is no chance encounter that means to be.
The meaning of relationship is just have fun. That's it.
So when they were playing happily in Ikea, she would tell him seriously, well...I don't wanna get into something serious...is that ok?
Tom smiled bitterly, but still very Quickly said sure. Because he still has illusions, one day the wall in Summer's heart will finally collapse because of himself. Just because of myself.
So when Summer took him into his own space, he naively thought that he finally broke the wall silently.
So when Summer told him I have never told anyone else before, he was almost 100% sure that he also existed in the same position in the heart of the other person.
However, fantasy is only fantasy after all.
Tom: I just wanna know....what are we?
Summer: I don't know....well I don't care. I'm happy, aren't you happy?
Tom: ...yea. .I am happy. After
300 days, the anxiety finally became stronger.
No longer laugh at the joke about the sink. I no longer rejoice because I like the same singer. No more foul language in presumptuous competitions.
So everything about her became disgusting.
black hair. Pinch your mouth before speaking. Heart-shaped birthmark on the chest. The sound of giggling with laughter. The way he slept deeply.
Finally broke up. unknown reason.
This period of love was determined to be destined, and it was finally painful, unbearable, and over.
However, the story is not over.
In 500 days, they met again.
The boy finally realized that there really is nothing fate. Nothing can be described as true love. There is no chance encounter that means to be.
The girl suddenly realized that there is actually something called fate. There is an emotion that can be described as love. One kind of encounter is mean to be.
What an irony. The same love affair puts two people on completely different paths.
Tom painted the design drawings of the ideal building on the blackboard.
Summer put on the diamond ring that was handed over by others.
In fact, why bother to investigate whether there is a fate, true love, or meant to be.
In other words, people are actually such innocent creatures.
When you are immersed in passionate love, you will firmly believe that your feelings are real, firm and lasting.
But once it breaks, you will be discouraged and feel that all descriptions of love should die for a moment.
In fact, everything lies in yourself.
What we really love is only ourselves.
So in the final analysis, the attitude towards love is just for self-comfort.
Now I love you so it must be true love, it must be able to hold on for a long time, and it must be able to repel all difficulties.
Now I don't love you anymore, so love is actually just a lie and cannot last forever.
And when the next person appears, it is very likely that we will return to the previous mindset very hopelessly.
Is this kind of cycle ridiculous?
I really don't need to analyze my emotions so clearly and thoroughly. Don't want you to submit a report.
Sometimes there is really no need to think about what are we. Who knows if he woke up and suddenly wanted to get married.
You don’t have to think of losing love as the end of the world, crying that I will never fall in love with anyone except this person.
Because When Summer is gone, Autumn is here.
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