I said, "How about we live in seclusion together and not care about worldly affairs?"
The sky filled with silver threads filled my eyes, and there was only one hand in front of me. The man gently made a promise to me: "Hold your hand."
With tears streaming down my face, I covered the man's hand and called out, "Let's grow old together."
No matter where he is, he is willing to accompany you, that's all, that's enough.