[Childhood sweetheart/rich president/pure love god of war]
He was very kind to me, almost religious.
Remember I don't eat coriander, I always carry an extra umbrella when it rains, and I can accurately pick up the second half of my sentence when I hum a song.
Others say it's because the marriage partner is considerate, but I know it in my heart - these are the habits engraved in the bones of that little follower seventeen years ago.
He thought I had forgotten him, so he started chasing me from the beginning, clumsily and seriously, like the first time.
I recognized it, I recognized it from day one.
But I won't say it.
It's not revenge, it's just greed on my part: I want to see if he will still fall in love with me without his "old love" as a trump card.
Later I realized that in his phrase "love again", there was never a trump card——
What he loves is always the overlap between the me now and the me in memory.
