He is more fortunate, and is easily favored by her friends who like her.
But he didn't know what he wanted.
He squandered his luck and was late when his first love unfolded.
He is easily tempted to sway his choices, to err for vain curiosity.
He accidentally caused a death, and that funeral, he was not there.
And when the situation was unbearable, he fled his hometown and his story for half his life.
He is still lucky, even rich, but he still doesn't know who he is and what he wants.
He squandered his luck, but he could not get nor keep stable happiness.
Everything slipped through my fingers. The situation was once again unbearable.
A friend passed away, and he was finally willing to go home.
After fleeing for half a lifetime, the old past is as meaningless as before, and things are different;
but the story of a lifetime and all the differences are there and never fade.
He was still late for his friend's funeral.
His friend seemed to realize some of the possibilities he gave up back then: marry her, stay, live a simple life, and make the people around him happy and trustworthy.
In front of her, he is like a little boy who has done something wrong, sad for missing and abandoning the relationship.
He said to her, if possible, Takes me right back...
That's not what he said to her today, but now that he finally understands what he said to her back then: I regret it.
He believes that bravery is action, and it is continuous progress after abandonment.
The courage of a friend is to stand firm.
He never knew what he wanted.
Friends know their place in the world.
He is always lucky, but always late.
Friends always seize the opportunity.
He is luxurious and depraved.
Friends see beauty in simplicity.
He made mistakes for sex.
Friends are loyal for love.
Finally, looking back on the first half of his life,
he found that he was blessed with the opportunity to be happy,
but he didn't recognize it in time, and missed one by one.
His friends picked them up one by one when the opportunity came.
And have you ever run away because you are too blessed, too lost,
to resist a certain certainty, or to keep the unknown possibilities,
and have you missed it? And that can't go back.
Later you will know that the opportunity has come, but it is too late to be sensible.
From regret, knowing how to identify, knowing how to choose and responsibility requires caution.
I hope that everything you miss, there is always someone who knows how to cherish it.
People you abandoned are still cute enough to be loved.
I hope they have real little happiness, when you are sitting on more possibilities but feel empty after all.
Looking back on the past, how many old things were as meaningless and different as before;
but the story of my life and all the differences are there and have never faded.
Finally, you finally know what you have and what you want. I know you can't go back.
It turns out that happiness does not lie in the luck of getting more possibilities and opportunities, but in timely choices and firm responsibility.
And that was hesitating every minute and every second, being influenced by various things, maintaining various possibilities, the little boy who didn't grow up understood what it was too late. Or nothing to learn.
She couldn't learn it, so she said it was a talent. There is talent in people who know what they want right away and stay true to their original intentions.
The story of a lifetime, the point of divergence of everything, is there and never fades. Just understand too late.
It's like that song that you've listened to for decades, how much you understand after the fact.
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