I once thought that love was a diamond that must be held tightly in one's hand. It wasn't until it cut each other in reality that I realized that sometimes, love is more like watching a fireworks that is destined to end. The most touching thing is not the possession, but the same splendor reflected in the eyes when we raise our heads together.
It was once a "match made in heaven" that was favored by everyone.
We fell in love vigorously, ran wildly on the streets at midnight, and kissed on the rooftop, thinking this was what it would be like forever.
Until misunderstandings wrapped around trust like vines, and family pressure came like a tide. The man who once promised me a garden personally put an end to our love.
He said: "Ying Xiaoyu, let's stop here." At that moment, I painfully realized that the long-lasting and beautiful love that I had thought might not exist in this world.
I spent three years learning to forget, walking around the world, trying to dilute his name in the scenery.
Then, I met him under the sunrise on the beach in Nha Trang.
This was once the place we curled up on the sofa and looked at the travel album and dreamed of as "a place we must visit one day in the future."
Our eyes traveled three hundred meters and locked each other accurately.
The world suddenly lost its voice, leaving only the sound of the heart beating wildly.
It turns out that I thought I had forgotten you, but the moment I saw you, I was completely wrong.
I can never forget you.
The sound of speeding footsteps stopped behind me, his breath wrapped in the wind and snow surrounded me, and his arms trembled around me.
Hot tears slid into the crook of my neck, and I heard his hoarse, broken voice mixed with the Arctic wind blowing into my eardrums:
"I overturned everything to get here... It can only be you."
Intention: I thought I had forgotten you, but the moment I saw you, I was completely wrong.