At that time, you were wearing a wrinkled inferior suit and a white shirt that had turned yellow after washing. You held my hand and said to me: "From now on, I give myself to you." I was a little moved, a little sour, and more confused about the future. So I said to you: "I, Yang Shengnan, only want to fall in love and get married once in my life. If we break up, we will live forever. Are you still willing to accept me like this?" What you gave me back was a shallow smile and a long kiss with a faint smell of tobacco. I suddenly felt at ease. I see full of love and a little me in your eyes...
Now you are wearing a luxurious black suit, with a light embroidery pattern on the collar of your snow-white shirt. Straightforward and meticulous. You sat on the sofa and said to me expressionlessly: "Shengnan, I don't owe you." You couldn't see your face clearly under the dim light. Yes, you who once held me at the top of your heart are now unwilling to face me even to talk. I felt panic, resentment, and most of all, still confused. Your eyes are like a deep well now, making it difficult for me to see clearly. There is still a small me inside, but it is submerged in the boundless darkness...
Those loves that we think are very deep, the reality will cruelly tell you that it is only very shallow.