goodbye my sweetheart

"No, I'm not Stefan, I'm Ethan, and I'll always love you."

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★☆Katherine's diary:

"Theres something about Ethan"☆06★

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Ethan's leg is getting better day by day. The doctor said it is because he is young and has strong healing ability.

Cut, what do doctors know.

Looking at his legs, I am very proud, like looking at my best work.

He likes sports very much now. In order to facilitate sports, he started to wear contact lenses and even took out braces.

He was like a caterpillar turning into a butterfly, and he became more and more popular at school.

However, the transformed him displeased me, because I found that he looked a lot like Stefan from certain angles, and the more he looked, the more he resembled Stefan.

Since this discovery, my attitude towards him has cooled.

He asked, "Katherine, why don't you make me cookies anymore?"

"Because you've grown up, and besides, you didn't pay my cook's wages!" I was furious.

"Why are you losing your temper?" He was always keen to find out whether I was happy or unhappy.

"Because I found out that fate was playing tricks on me."

I don't want to fall twice in one place.

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I never took Ethan's "love" seriously, nor did I think much of it.

Because many people have had one or another very ridiculous "marriage partner" when they were young.

I used to want to marry a valet when I was a kid, just because he could make candy.Such "love" quickly dissipates, and ends up being a childhood anecdote.Just like me, I can't even remember the appearance and name of that servant at all, I only remember this incident.

But Ethan...

Once, he came running and asked me questions with a notebook.

I snatched his notebook, and he wrote: "Theres something about Katherine".

Katherine's favorite flower: the white calla lily.

Katherine's favorite scent: gardenias in the morning.

Katherine's favorite color: white.

Katherine's favorite food taste: sweet.

There is a person in the world who cares so much about what color and smell you like... This feeling is so good, it turns out that I can be so important.I've never been asked this before and my heart melts into a bowl of honey.

It's just that it's wrong, it's not me.

"When did I tell you I like white?" I began to pick.

"Yes, you didn't say that, but you often look at wedding dresses in magazines, and your favorite calla lilies and gardenias are all white, so..." Ethan said.

I tore off this page from his notebook, tore it into shreds and threw it into the trash can.

I said coldly, "Ethan, I'm sorry that your information is all wrong."

"What's wrong? Tell me clearly!" He got angry, stared at me, and started to be serious. Ethan has always been a serious kid.

"For example, white has never been my color, just like I have never belonged to anyone, and no one belongs to me."

"Don't think your non-cooperative attitude will frighten me," Ethan looked into my eyes. "Katherine, my love for you will not be shaken by this."

At this moment, I felt that I was defeated by him, he became extremely tall, and I had to raise my head to look up at him.

He was stronger and more determined than anyone I've ever known, more manly than anyone else.

Yes, such an Ethan deserves better.

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★☆Katherine's diary:

"Theres something about Ethan"☆07★

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I don't want to create a second Stefan.

I don't want Ethan to continue to stay in such an extreme environment. In this environment, we are no different from living on an isolated island.

As long as there is no mutual hatred, men and women on the isolated island will always love each other.

Just like Stefan back then, he had no choice but to "fall in love" with me. In a small place like Mystic Falls, a young man who had never seen a few women in his first love, it was inevitable that he fell in love with me, because he had no choice but to fall in love with me. There is no choice.

The love I want is not so sad and helpless.

The love I hope is not because the other party has no choice but to love me because of the narrow vision and experience.

I hope he still loves me after having many choices.

I've seen someone who eats hot dogs for lunch every day because he can only afford them, not because he likes them.

To Stefan, I'm the hot dog.

What he wanted in his heart was better.

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I don't want to be Ethan's hot dog anymore.

I encouraged Ethan to go to Las Vegas, go to the noble summer camp, go on a luxury cruise around the world, go to Amsterdam... Anyway, his family can afford it. In short, I want him to do eye-opening things every winter and summer vacation.

I wonder what kind of girl he ends up falling in love with.Is it a delicate lady like Snow White?Or a sexy and rebellious hot pussy?Or is it a smart girl who is cold, smart, noble and elegant?Or an obedient girl next door...

Either way, it's better than a hot dog.

Look, I'm the one who learned my lesson, I didn't make a second Stefan.

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The new product arrived today, and it turned out to be a coffin made of camphor wood.

I fell in love with the spicy and cool aroma, I got into it and lay down, folded my hands on my chest, in a "rest in peace" posture.Leaning against the soft golden velvet lining of the coffin, I closed my eyes and began to feel sleepy.

Suddenly, a pair of hands picked me up.

It was Ethan, his eyes were red, as if he had been crying, he looked down at me, "Can you stop doing this?"

I asked, "What about it? What's wrong with your eyes, are you crying?"

I struggled from his arms and jumped to the ground.

"I warn you, from now on, don't lie in the coffin again, and live forever." He took out the air of the little boss, condescending, and gave orders.

"Can't even lie in a coffin after death?"

"You're not going to die," he rushed over and hugged me, "Katherine, I don't want you to die."

His embrace amazes me.

How time flies, when did he grow so tall?

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★☆Katherine's diary:

"Theres something about Ethan"☆08★

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I encouraged Ethan to change schools, from the ghost town to the elite school in the city.

He became a man of the school right away, and they elected him to run for Homecoming Emperor.

I'm curious about Homecoming Queen and wish I could see it for myself, because only the best girls are worthy of my Ethan.

I leaned against the window sill of the attic, feeling the evening wind blowing through my hair, and there was no moon or stars in the sky.

At this moment, Ethan and the others should be drinking, singing and dancing.

I can imagine their happy appearance, and I am not without envy: youth is so good.

"HeyYou!" I looked up and saw Ethan riding on the thick trunk of a big tree.

"Go on!" He raised his hand and threw something over.

I caught it, and it turned out to be a shiny golden plastic crown, "Ha, you're really homecoming king? Congratulations. Why did your dance end so early?"

He jumped down from the tree and came straight to me, "Because I've discovered that I can never be happy in anything I do without you by my side."

"Ethan—