Love is always a very simple thing.
In love, there is only love and dislike, and there is never anything superfluous. When fate arrives, we stay together; when fate disappears, we break up easily.
This is the love of literary and artistic youths. There is no money and interests in their world, and they only have days of sitting on bicycles and simply listening to songs.
So, when two literary young people meet together, how do they have a romantic romantic love affair?
There should be meeting on a broken bridge and boating on a small lake.