Many years later, I think back to myself at that time. Try your best to make yourself better, and work hard to make people around you like yourself more, thinking that if you continue like this, you will be happy one day. But when I met that person, I suddenly forgot what I was really obsessed with, or maybe I didn't know it from the beginning. "It doesn't matter to me what they think." I looked at him in surprise and was speechless for a long time. But he didn't care. I think it was probably from this moment that I understood why his smile was so warm and real, so real that even in a dream, it could make people's hearts instantly relax, as if they had fallen into cotton.