I Have Seen The Evening Breeze, But You Have Never Seen It Before

When I met her, it was the midsummer of that year, and I used all means to secretly approach her. I met her in the autumn of that year, and she didn't know that she had fallen in love with her. She confessed to her, "Nanqin, I have something to tell you." "Speak up, what?" Nanqin asked with a smile. "I like you, not in friendship, but in love." Nanqin agreed, but suddenly she reluctantly dared not come forward. She regretted it because she was afraid that love wouldn't last long. He believed that as long as she was always a friend, She could always be by each other's side. Unexpectedly, five years later, the two parted ways. She loved her, but she didn't love her. (Cultivation Department, Campus Literature)