There will be a person in everyone's life, for whom you once pledged eachother, and you will only drink one gourd of three thousand weak water in this life. You stared at him silently from behind, but you couldn't see the outline of his back. The corners of your mouth moved slightly, but you couldn't bring back his bright smile. However, time flies by and you look back suddenly, only to find that you have become blurry.
After all, who can't see whose figure? Who can't bring back whose smile?
Whenever you speak of love, you must speak softly.
I use a girl's lifelong love to tell you a story that is worth remembering and never forgetting.