At the age of 16

by kigfeifeig on 2011-09-19 20:27:04

At the age of 16, you went to a local university. At that time, you were passionate and made many friends because you never felt lonely, so you were happy. Later, you participated in various clubs of interest and made a lot of friends of different types. The emptiness of campus life was filled with chaos, and this became your reason for not pursuing a romantic relationship. Back then, you didn't care much for love...

At the age of 21, you graduated. You remember he once gave you a book called "The Day We Break Up After Graduation," and he told you to make sure you took it home. It was unclear whether it was affection or love, admiration or infatuation... When the train started moving, tears streamed down your face. You told yourself not to be too sad because at the beginning of that year, you no longer wanted to continue the heart-wrenching relationship. Your first love taught you to see reality clearly, to understand what despair is. Because of your childishness, you chose to give up first.

When you turned 25, he, who was by your side, still hadn't achieved much. She was very disappointed and confused because she didn't want to waste the rest of her life. She sincerely and willingly wanted to love someone because if there was no love, she wouldn't have had the courage to choose waiting. That year, he was making progress. He would buy pink lilies to cheer her up, learned to shop for gifts at the market for her, and was striving for work opportunities for both her and himself. He had grown up and matured a bit. Although they still argued frequently, neither of them truly gave up on each other. Even if she cried a lot, it had become a habit of giving in her heart. She thought that this would be her life. Perhaps after going through all these together, he should gradually learn how to love. In general, it was an improvement. As long as he was serious and didn't slack off, she wouldn't get too angry, and living like this was fine.

At the age of 24, by chance, you met the person who is now by your side. The initial encounter made you feel a long-lost warmth. His tolerance, his open-minded thinking, his promises, and his gentleness touched the soft heart beneath your strong exterior. You fell into the sweet world he created for you. During that time, you were really grateful, thanking fate for bringing him into your life. You thought that since he was so earnest in understanding you, he must value you greatly. Thus, you gave him all your sincerity without reservation—your innocence, your personality, your cuteness, and your strength—all exposed before him. You thought you could no longer learn passion or dedication... but your passion and dedication were completely displayed for him. After experiencing so many people and things, you learned to cherish and understood how to love. So this time, you really loved wholeheartedly... No one would have thought that such passion wouldn't last long. You didn't expect that the ups and downs of this year would hurt you so deeply, affecting you profoundly, almost destroying you... After some time had passed, you began to doubt the world and distrust everyone. Is it true that innocent people go through so many twists and turns? If time could be rewound, you wouldn't hold back so completely, nor would you give the other person the chance to hurt you again. The sorrow in your heart would never be understood by anyone else. Later, whether because of his persistence or your numbness, you continued anyway. If forced to say why, perhaps it was because of his promises. You once believed so strongly, to the point of dismissing other opinions. But now, you can't recognize your own failure, or maybe you can't accept it. Perhaps, this time, you are putting all your hopes into him with your sincere heart because even you don't know why. Looking back, this time you didn't completely give up.

It was also during this year that your contact with L intensified. This boy was very considerate and treated you like a princess. Because of his influence, you fell in love with the city where you were born and raised. He helped take care of your friends, took you out to eat snacks and tour around, was generous with you, and put a lot of thought into it. You once thought that meeting him during such a low point in your life must have been fate. You silently accepted everything, living a simple life, letting your heart settle quietly...

Finally, I want to say that she might actually be an angel sent to his side, so he should understand why she loves with her soul. Her inner heart is actually very pure, but her outer shell is still that of a mischievous child. She hopes that the person by her side doesn't betray her trust, doesn't disappoint her. She is still a simple child who doesn't want complexity. Please don't destroy her childlike trust and expectations. She will spend the rest of her life cherishing you and your home together.

At the age of 19, as the number of single friends around you decreased, you felt a faint loneliness in your extracurricular life. X's approach made your life colorful. You had amazing chemistry and similarities, and even years later, you still believe in fate and destiny; he, being a Leo, had endless jokes and surprises. Back then, besides feeling moved, you were moved again and again. Those days spent with him, you laughed endlessly. Mutual appreciation and telepathy led your friendship to evolve into a romantic relationship. On Children's Day, he bought every kind of jelly from Dennis, and that huge bag of jelly lasted you until the second semester break when you went home... Every time you had a sudden whim, he would immediately fulfill it with you. The crazy times and actions made your heart race for a long time.

On your 22nd birthday, you received your favorite freesia, though it was just an accent flower, you liked it then. However, the person who sent the flowers wasn't L. Later, you softened and regretted but refused to lower your proud head to seek reconciliation due to pride. You abandoned the idea of getting back together. Then C appeared. He was smart and hardworking, meticulous, and knew you valued your friends, so he was very thoughtful to each of your friends and to you as well. He was the first person to quietly bring you a hot water bottle when your stomach ached, the first person to overdraw his credit card for you but not for himself. Anything you looked at for a few seconds, he would notice and without hesitation buy it for you while saving money for himself. His kindness was always done quietly, making you feel warmth and security from the bottom of your heart. You admitted his narrow-mindedness, small enough to make it difficult for you to get along, yet you still craved the unprecedented sense of security. If not for the things he did, you might have thought about continuing like this, finding someone who loves and cares for you would be enough. Habits formed, and you gradually fell in love. But fate is merciless, and you still drifted apart. He was the person you least wanted to mention after you left because he didn't understand you well, didn't trust you. Because of his betrayal, you chose to let go.

At the age of 23, you lived a brilliant single life, meeting many people and going out to play with many friends. The old you wouldn't stay out so late, wouldn't hang out in bars, and wouldn't interact with those who played games with you. This year, you were accepting things to mature yourself, using your indifference to forget the past people and events. After so long, you were still you. You cherished yourself, returning home no matter how late, cleaning your makeup thoroughly before sleeping, maintaining vigilance at all times, and not letting yourself get hurt in any way. Smiling was your trademark. After going through so many emotions, everyone said you were so strong. Actually, only you knew that deep scars were etched into your memories.

In the autumn of the same year, your first love X came to your city to find you. He was willing to give up his hometown for you, willing to come to this unfamiliar city for you. It had been a year and a half since graduation, yet he couldn't let go of you. Perhaps, he still desired your innocence and kindness... Perhaps, he truly wanted to give his all to love you... This time, you realized deeply that what you felt was excitement, not love. You really just wanted to live for yourself once, not wanting to burden anyone, not wanting to live in a world of guilt. Because of responsibility, you chose to give up once again.