The sun shines through the shade of the trees and shines on his soft hair, forming a warm halo. She still remembers him touching her head and saying to her gently: "I don't care what others say, in my heart, you will always be number one." The love words were still echoing in her ears, but he had already left. He made up a sweet dream and then shattered it with his own hands. It's like a person watching the fire from the other side, never to return. We hadn't seen each other for a few years, but when we met, it was: "You want to be my fiancée." Affirmation! ? When did she agree? Doesn't becoming someone else's fiancee require her consent?