In troubled times, grievances and grudges arise like tides. Everyone has their own concerns and goes home. But there are always people who are new to the world and as green as ever, just like two people playing chess: one is careful and careful at every step, while the other has no rules to follow but can always turn danger into safety. But none of them expected that even though they were well-guarded, they would eventually fall for love and bow down to love.
So I learned to pretend, wanting to protect others, and also wanting to keep myself safe. But the winds of troubled times are never gentle, and plans can never withstand the vagaries of the world, let alone the turbulence of people's hearts. Love has no boundaries and has nothing to do with gender. Destiny is inevitable. The beginning of this relationship was wrapped in deceit, and there was nothing beautiful about it; the ending was as confusing as watching flowers in the mist. But those who are deeply involved have never flinched.
I have loved with all my heart, and I have hated with obsession; I have tasted the joy of my heart, and I have also experienced the pain of my heart. Even if it is like this, this life is enough. When all the disguises and veils are taken away, and all the entanglements and disturbances become a thing of the past, that love will finally be washed away and return to its true nature.
