"Three thousand weak water, I only take one gourd to drink." In my ears, I could vaguely hear the resolute and stubborn look of the young man in the dream. It's a pity that the heart is still there, but the love is far away.
"Sister hates wasting time on such nonsense as relationships. Get out when you have to. No one will leave you." The memory is of the noisy girl in the rebellious period. She was straightforward and uninhibited, but she only stayed for one person. Time will eventually pass, and you have been standing behind you, but you have not been able to find it. Finally, when you look back, there is no one there. It turns out that time has already hurt us too deeply. . . . . .