Have you ever done something you clearly knew was impossible, knew you couldn't, knew you shouldn't, knew you shouldn't?
But I still like someone, very much, very much. When I don't see you, I miss you, year after year, every moment.
I wish the two of them could become one, with their hearts connected to their hearts and their bones attached to their bones, inseparable and inseparable?
The man smiled slightly, and you were filled with joy; the man frowned slightly, and your heart was in knots?