At night, looking at the cold stars twinkling in the sky, you will always feel the slightest chill.
At this time, someone gently put clothes on me from behind, then wrapped me in his arms with both hands, and whispered softly in my ear, "Let me warm you."
Years later, I still think of that scene. Occasionally, I will dream of you. Only when I woke up from the dream did I realize that the past was gone and everything was empty.
Maybe, after many years, I no longer love you. But what I will never forget is the feeling of loving you back then.
Perhaps, time makes love become one person's thing, one person's story.
But let me warm you and hug you tightly in our dreams.