When I was twenty-eight years old, my mother asked me after my birthday party: "Do you like Song Jingwen?"
I thought this secret love was well hidden.
Later I found out that everyone saw it except myself.
——Including him.
But he kept me waiting for too long.
When we finally fell in love, when he called me by my full name at the engagement ceremony, and when he said the words "will you marry me?", I realized: It turned out that he had been waiting for me and was preparing to leave me.
"Song Jingwen, I am the same age as you now."
"Let me see you clearly again, okay?"
Intention: All I think about for the rest of my life is the scenery of the past