In a person's life, he will meet many people and have feelings with many people. Whether it is love or friendship, there are always countless people who come into his life.
They met when they were young and spent their teenage years together. I can't think of a better ending other than continuing to be together.
"Xi Chen."
"Huh?"
"I like you."
"... Well, I know."
"But you never said you liked me."
"..."
"But I won't ask you to say it, because I understand."
"... That's probably what I like about you." You can understand without me saying it.
——This is his love with her.
"I'm going to France."
This time, there was no reluctance to hug her, nor any efforts to hold her back. He just smiled and pushed her hair away from her forehead, and said with a smile: "Well, I'll wait for you to return home in fine clothes."
If the sun is shining brightly and the seasons are like spring, you can stay there and I will go find you; if the people there are cold and the wind and rain are miserable, you can come back and I will wait for you.
——This is his love with her.
Maybe this world is different from what we imagined, but I don't know why, because you are here, it doesn't feel scary.
——This is their friendship.