It's Hard to Meet Your Sweetheart in the Evening Breeze

He was the only evening breeze, the only starlight, and the only salvation in her muddy life. She was the only softness, the only heartache, the only one who would not let go in his supreme loneliness. When the evening breeze meets the light, it is salvation. However, the reality of the world is too heavy, capital is too cold, and fate is too cruel. Meeting lasts half a lifetime, parting lasts the rest of life. From now on, I will always be here, and I will never have a sweetheart again.