Some people only exist in life for a short period of time, but they are like that cute tattoo on the tip of their heart. They cannot be removed, cannot be seen, will hurt, will make you feel happy inexplicably, and you can't help but want to really feel it. He was the first ray of sunshine in her life. He was like a young man walking out of a painting, like winter light, like spring drizzle, like summer flowers, and like autumn leaves. In just one year, he gave her twelve years of endless longing. When she thought she would grow up with him like this, he left her life without saying goodbye; when she was overwhelmed by the hopeless life and wanted to give up hope and sink, it was the thought of him that gave her the reason to persist; when she thought she would finally die. When she was able to stand side by side with him, he stood at another level and had dazzling happiness; and when she was finally tired and tried to make do with life, he stood in front of her, just like that distant year, with picturesque features and eyes unparalleled in the world.