When they met when they were young, she regarded him as a ray of light in the darkness.
Chasing and watching all the way, she thought she was just a shadow standing silently in the corner, but she didn't know that someone had already secretly taken her seriousness and tenderness into his heart.
Those heartbeats hidden in time, those unspoken concerns, will eventually pass through the wind and rain, cross the fog, and fall into the palm of her hand.
It turns out that the best love is never being sad alone, but when you are running towards him, he is also walking towards you.
May every deep love be lived up to, and may everyone who loves seriously be treated tenderly by the world.
