They met on a crossroads, she was stuck in the mud, and he was stuck in a dry well. He was the sunshine that she had been looking forward to for thousands of years, and she was the warmth that he held in his arms across light years.
At the end of the corridor, he looked like an angel descending; in the thick smoke, she looked like a butterfly flying.
Is it a marriage that was achieved by accident, or is it a calculation that has been planned for many years?
As the saying goes, only when you open your heart will others come in.
However, a heart is so small and can only accommodate the figure of the first person.
Even if you cheat, even if you take advantage.
Between the eyebrows and in the heart, there is only one person.
You are the only lover I want to grow old with hand in hand after the rest of my life.