He said, I am just a cloud and smoke. When the wind blows, I will dissipate.
But he said, you are clouds or smoke, and I am the sky. No matter how the wind blows, you are always in my arms.
He said that our feelings are like this string, it can break at any time.
But he said, if the string is broken, I will put it on, and the piano will still be a piano, and the tone will not change.
He said, there is a bad fate between us
But he said that bad fate is also fate, at least the relationship between us is not a disaster.