When everything turns gray and quiet, the trajectory of history moves ruthlessly along its predetermined destiny, and you are still stuck in time despite knowing it early and waking up early. I have no regrets about falling in love with you, traveling through three hundred years of time and space, just because of your warm embrace and the words "hold your hand and grow old together with you!"
Who suffered from that overwhelming love?
Some people will never belong to you, so let them go happily and don't drag yourself around. This will not only hurt others, but also tire yourself out! ! !