When he resolutely appeared in her life again, she told him, "Go away, he is still waiting for me!"
When she hesitates to return to his arms, he tells her, "Please, help me plan a wedding!"
"I don't want to be a mistress who can only hide in the dark!" She was confused, with tears in her eyes, "But I can't control myself and not steal your happiness!" Her scorching eyes did not change, whether it was through the glass window of the year or not, "Because... You stole my heart first!"
"Have you forgotten?!" The sunlight began to soften around him, focusing on the eyes that looked at each other affectionately. "The person who talked to you first was me! The person who stole my heart and ran away... Is you!!"
Many years ago,
She, an illegitimate daughter of the upper class, thought that the sun would never pass over her head, until one day... He entered her world, all in white clothes, white pants, and white sneakers. The white was dazzling, eye-catching, and divine, just like the ray of sunshine in the dream, warm.
He, a rich second generation who lacked nothing, thought that he lacked nothing, no lack of time, no lack of money, no lack of IQ. However, when his eyes touched the girl, the girl who looked at his name intently, he realized that his heart was missing a corner.
…
If,
They haven't changed, so what exactly has changed?
However,
Love still comes, so what should they do?
This dream that started from the day we met, in the end, at the moment we meet again, does it start... Or is it destined to part?