An unforgettable story, a simple day of love, I thought I could hold hands for a lifetime. Who leaves, who waits, who expresses his love with sincerity. Our love is too helpless, always mixed with hurt, and the promise seems pale, not because anyone has become bad. Maybe we are not sensible yet, we still don't understand that true love also has privacy, and we don't understand how to start happiness. Whenever we all become selfish and always want to occupy each other's position, end this cruel game and you will always find your angel, your love.