That glance back created an eternity.
But love is not everything in life after all, we all have to grow up.
Maybe one day, I will find another person, but you must be the most beautiful years of my life, which will never be erased.
Parallel lines never intersect, but distance is also eternal and will not change.
After the intersection point, the intersection line gradually becomes farther and farther away until it is no longer visible.
After all, we are all broken and mottled. We did not choose life, but life chose us. I'm sorry, thank you for loving me.
That's our story.
I am on this end, you are on the other end, we are all going around in our hearts, seemingly unrelated, but in fact we are always on the same end, closely related.