he nervously held the glass and was full of unease about the next conversation. Maybe he was playing the scene of a 20-year-old boy meeting his beloved girl for the first time, but he knew in his heart that the reason why he was nervous was Because it was her.
Familiar eyebrows, habitual movements, why it started and why it ended, no one can tell. Maybe fate is doomed from the first sight, and the story after that has its own set number. Such an explanation can avoid the final ending. Suspect, although separated, the imprint of life projected by the moth-to-flame love cannot be erased. She likes smoking but does not drink, and he is still the big boy in his bones. It's just that we don't talk about life now, just enjoy it.
Seeing each other again is like old friends, apart from the original tense and serious relationship, we can be very good friends, make fun of someone together, dance together, pick up a wonderful winding path in the deep and developed path of life, and walk side by side. A journey, even if it is just to return to the origin in the end.
"I love you" The
male protagonist rambles outside the female protagonist's bathroom, talking to himself, he recalls, struggles, blames himself, regrets, and finally confesses to her and to himself. When he can't see the other person, he is more able to admit his weakness, frankly speaking of love, no wrestling, no quarrel, just calmly and sincerely express his feelings for another person, the moment he speaks it, he Weak like a child, it seems to be the conclusion and the end of the time experienced. After lifting the veil of life, facing the naked reality, it is also unchangeable.
Fortunately, the female protagonist did not hear the male protagonist talking to herself. The sound of the shower and the whistle of the hair dryer indicated that she was very busy, as if it were life, trivial and real. This is also the river that separates them. , Life requires distance, love too hard will sting each other. The look in each other's eyes floats in the clouds, sometimes in the rain, but it is the real life that achieves all this.
Is this love, is this love, is it immature love?
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