This is a purely emotional story without too many cumbersome plots.
Just pure love, about some of the ups and downs of life.
They just love each other plainly, no matter how their hearts fluctuate, they still won't let go of each other's hands.
I have seen too much fast food love in modern society, and I just want to express a belief.
That is: love still exists, because we all firmly believe it.
This is my first time writing an article, and it is also the only one I have persisted to the end. I didn't write it well in many places, and I hope you can forgive me.
Conception: