Do you remember the girl who danced for you in the sunset?

The words of the past are still vivid in my mind, as if everything was just what happened yesterday, and there is no ambiguity at all.

"Ah, Arthur, can I show you the dance?"

Do you know how nervous and uneasy the girl was when she first said this?

The anxiety of being afraid of rejection, because in that case, the girl may be sad and sad for a long, long time. "Well, I'm looking forward to it. “

Maybe you can never imagine how happy and happy the girl must have been when you said this.

Maybe a little nervous and apprehensive, worried that you won't be happy if you don't dance well. This is the most intolerable thing for a girl to happen.

Because no matter how confident she is in her dancing, but for you, who she sees as more important than her own life, no matter what it is, she will no longer be confident, not casual, just because you are watching.

Just because of you, but for her it's the whole world.

You can never imagine how indescribably happy a girl is when she sees your obsessive look, which is sweeter than eating honey and can make her happy to the bone marrow.

Just because of your obsessive look.

How far can you love someone?

What kind of love can be called true love?

Perhaps no one can say it clearly, and no one can prescribe a fixed category for it, because love is an elusive thing.

Mutual affection, life and death, respect each other. These can all be called love, but who can say clearly, who is greater?

But I think that love can be selfless and dedicate without expecting anything in return. Although humble and pitiful, it is not a kind of happiness for the person who devotes it?

Because sometimes being able to give and being humble is a thing worth being happy about.

But there is no doubt that although it is a one-sided relationship, although the love is humble and the love does not ask for anything in return, it is definitely love. "When you're old, I just want you to remember that there was a girl named Gwynaville who still liked you, and then there were no more regrets for me. “

As the girl said, her love is selfless and does not ask for anything in return, just a simple wish is enough. Maybe the girl is too stupid in the eyes of others, but how can they know how deep the girl's feelings are.

How do they know that happiness is so simple for girls?

Because, this is inherently unreasonable.

Because it is unreasonable, when the other party gets married, when he knows that the other party will never belong to him again, he still sends his blessings to the other party with a strong smile.

But who knows how desperate and heart-rending pain the girl must have endured at that time?

It was as if the heavens and the earth had collapsed, everything had been lost, and it was about to suffocate.

How unfair, how sad, but love is like this.

It's not how much you pay to get a response, it's always been that way. Even if you have nothing left for it.

Because it is unreasonable, when you see that the other party is in danger, you know that the other party will be fine, but your body acts involuntarily, hoping to use your body to resist the danger for the other party, even if you will lose your life.

As the girl said, because she didn't know it herself, she didn't know why she was desperate to pounce, just because when she saw that you were in danger, her body moved on its own.

Yes, why do you want to rush over it desperately? What is the purpose of doing such a meaningless thing even when you know that the other party will be fine?

Knowing that the other party already has someone to love, knowing that he has no chance, but he is still willing to sacrifice everything he has, what is it for?

Maybe it's because of the unchanging emotions in the girl's heart.

It's called love, and there is no reason to talk about it.

No one knows what kind of psychological state a girl was in the last moments of her life.

Regret, unwillingness, or happiness and satisfaction?

Nobody knows.

But perhaps, a little more happiness.

When a girl would rather give up the last bit of hope for life and just want to stay in the arms of the person she loves for a while longer, she is happy.

When the girl soiled the other party because of her own blood splatter, she apologized in a crying voice, she was humbled.

When the girl took out her handkerchief and did what the other wife's should do, saying that it was her last wish, she was sad.

When the girl cried and said that she couldn't wipe it clean, apologized and said that she was really useless, she was small.

When a girl is weak to the extreme, she says I love you in a weak voice, she is great.

When a girl cries and begs the other person to say the same I love you, she is pathetic.

But when the girl saw the other person's painful appearance, there was no doubt that she was happy.

So small, so humble, but for a girl it is so beautiful, so happy.

When you get old, will you remember that there was a girl named Gwynnaville who appeared in your world? The humility of love, the selflessness of love does not ask for anything in return.

When you are old, will you still remember the girl who begged you in your arms, hoping that you would be able to say I love you?

When you are old, will you still remember the girl who fell like tears like rain, but was still beautiful and captivated the country and the city, and amazed the entire era.

When you are old, will you still remember the girl who regarded you as her life, as everything in her life, and gave everything but never regretted it.

When you are old, do you still remember that there was a girl who did not care about her own safety when you were in danger, and only wanted to protect your girl?

When you are old, will you still remember that there was a girl who danced the most beautiful dance in the world for you in the sunset, not to captivate the world, but to amaze your life.

When you're old, do you remember that the girl named Gwynaville loved you?

The one who dotted your life, but you dumped her world.

Time can make people forget the reason for loving someone, but it can't wash away the shadow engraved in the depths of the soul.

Smile for you, walk in the sky with you, and watch the prosperity fall.

The long song should cry, for those promises that cannot be fulfilled, for the deepest love in life, and finally disperse into smoke.

Thy journey shall not see my old age ever since.

After fading away, I am still guarding you on the other side.

Who sighs long in the years.

At both ends of the bridge, we stood on each other's shores.

PS: A long-lost update, is this a fraudulent corpse on the Qingming Festival?

This can be regarded as a test of the waters.,After all, I haven't written it for so long.,I can't remember the previous plot clearly.,So let's write and practice first.。

It's been a long time, isn't it a ticket reward or something, all a little bit? laugh.