Vine has always been synonymous with delicateness. She is also a vine. She is restless, irritable, idle, and perhaps completely unattractive to describe her. But she was extremely strong like this, maybe because she met him. He was like a beautiful dream that came and went quickly, but it brought endless joy. In this dream, she learned to change. It was he who taught her that the caterpillar in the past has now transformed into a butterfly. Delicate? She disdained. Behave in a spoiled manner? She can't learn. Even so, he taught her heartache, and the comfort after he left was like a Yunnan Baiyao Band-Aid applied to a wound that was bleeding, stopping the bleeding, but causing endless pain. Not big or small, not painful or itchy, only unintentional people would do this.
He gave her a scar.
What story will happen when they meet again? Either sadness or joy, only they can experience it.
There is no sunshine in the old city, and you look exactly like one of my dreams.