She began to pretend to be sick. After her father left, she watched her father rush over anxiously, then lay in his arms and greedily enjoyed the warmth. Until one day, her father suddenly appeared in her sight, holding a two-year-old boy. Until one day, her father said impatiently: Why don't you grow up?
She was speechless, wrapped herself in a cocoon coldly, and hid in the dark night. Her boyfriends changed one after another, tall, short, fat, and thin. They walked and walked, but did not find the warmth she wanted. Suddenly one day, a very ordinary boy asked her in tears while drunk: Why is your heart so cold?
She earnestly held her heart in her hands, and the hot temperature almost melted her palms. How could such a hot temperature be cold? She was puzzled, then slowly but firmly walked up to the boy, stood up on her toes and kissed the boy's forehead gently, and said to him in a clear and indifferent voice: "Be my boyfriend, okay?"
She did not change boyfriends again, and spent the most delicate, colorful and youthful years of her life peacefully. She did not want to have an accident, but she did not want to come to another time and space. She was confused, uneasy, numb, and compromised. Facing the fleeting light in her life, she shed her first tear in her life. She said softly:
I love you! Till death do us part!
The streamer fell, and her heart fell!