When I told you that I was leaving, I felt so sad that I couldn't help myself. I just looked at you. What was my expression at that time? No expression at all. I was expecting and hopeless. In fact, at that time, as long as you spoke, as long as you spoke to stay, said not to leave, or said to stay, even if it was to let me think about it more. It's okay to go down, but you didn't say anything. There were no steps to go down. Once the words were spoken, the deal was done, so I had to pack up and leave... But I still didn't leave, because I couldn't bear to leave, because I felt that many years later, I would definitely regret it. I stayed, and wanted to be with you, forever.