At most one tear can be shed. We all remember it and always remember it...
She was once his favorite sister, but a car accident that seemed to draw a line in life forced them to separate.
On the day we see each other again, whether you came too hastily or my footsteps were too slow, we met or missed each other, but life is always like a faint dream, and we will always meet the right person at the right time, not you, but him. No matter what, the tangle in the story and the smile in the tears after the tangle are always happy...
I hope all those who desire happiness can be happy.