We are complicit and we are not afraid of the eyes of the world.
He pretended to be a dandy, and I pretended to be dignified.
He hid his ambition under that careless appearance, and I hid my freedom under that dignified and virtuous face. We are all acting, acting for others to see.
Until they met each other.
He saw through my restlessness, and I saw through his reluctance. So we became accomplices - climbing over the wall to visit the night market together, horse racing together all day, and secretly being ourselves in this world with strict rules.
The luckiest thing in the world is to find someone who is willing to "unruly" with you.
Intention: He pretends to be a playboy because he is afraid that if his ambition is seen, he will be disappointed again. I pretended to be dignified because I was afraid that if someone saw that I was restless, I would be called "not presentable". We were both using "pretend" to protect ourselves, until we met each other - he saw through my restlessness, but didn't let me restrain myself. I saw through his reluctance, but I didn't let him down. So we became complicit. Let's fight against the world's eyes together, and guard each other's truth together.