When I was nineteen years old, I was betrayed by my first love of seven years and walked into the operating room alone. When I was squatting on the roadside crying, a boy stayed with me in the snow all night and didn't dare to come forward.
Later, he chased me for a year, waited for me for three years, and braved a typhoon of 600 kilometers for me. But after we got together, I realized that his cheerfulness was all just an act. He only hides when things happen, and he doesn't even dare to tell his mother about his love. It doesn't matter. He fished me out of the ice hole and I became his sun. ——Two-way redemption, mutual healing.
