Treehouse bed

Author: Sheng Hui
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Publish Date: 2005-05-01
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The last date was in early summer last year. Some people said it was a season for love. Like a child, I held cotton candy in my hands, and he kept telling jokes. We walked together on the crowded streets, laughing until tears streamed down my face. We walked all day, and I felt as if I had walked through my entire life. The cotton candy in my hands melted, and my fingertips were sweet. The air was filled with a sweet scent. We broke up. He didn’t give me any reason, and I didn’t ask for one. Breakups don’t need reasons, unlike falling in love. I once desperately searched for reasons to love him. I wouldn’t randomly fall for someone, no matter how much he loved me. I had to clearly find what moved me about him. I’m a clear-headed girl, perhaps, too clear-headed. Analysis and falling in love are naturally different. Since he could say "breakup" with his own mouth, any reason was the same to me.