I can get used to it, I can get used to reading books, writing letters, and having heart-to-heart conversations by myself. Just like what Asan sang in "Leaves". Looking at the prosperity of others, I have gone from being disappointed and helpless at the beginning, to now, I can calmly plug in my headphones and say, I can live well by myself.
But, if, one day, when you are stubborn and still can't help but shed tears, you hide alone in the corner, crying to comfort yourself, it doesn't matter, everything will pass, someone appears, he hugs you gently, and says to you, fool, you still have me. What would you do?
Thank you for always being by my side and helping me learn to smile and smile proudly.