Before I met him, I recognized his name first, and it turned out to be you. It's not that I don't want to like you, it's not that I've been hurt, it's just that I'm waiting for the right person. What is love? It is willingness to risk everything for him, and willingness to work hard to become better for him. It turns out that you are the most right person. It turns out that you can make me so good.