He couldn't give her the ordinary things she wanted, and she couldn't accompany him for the grand things he wanted. Why didn't the person she should like take the initiative to admit that he was the one who saved her, loved her and protected her? Why did she not know the person she should love until the end? It shouldn't have been him all over again, but her fault made the person she should love use his life in exchange...
One day, you will thank her for leaving. It was her leaving that freed up the space for your happiness. She liked him, and he filled her whole high school. She worked hard, but maybe it was bad luck, and she only passed him by many times.
