He stayed by her side through the college entrance exams, through university, and through every moment of youthful uncertainty and confusion, helping her overcome every obstacle, simply because he loved her. “What’s so bad about me being a few years older than you?” he said as he watched her keep retreating. “I’m a few years older, so I can walk all the roads you haven’t traveled yet. I can taste the bitterness and pain first. Isn’t that a good thing?”
How could it be bad? Of course it’s good. In this life, having you is wonderful.
