In the quiet night, he silently blew out a smoke ring. After a long time, he spoke with difficulty: "Have you really thought about it?"
"Well, I've packed my luggage and I'll leave tomorrow."
"I wish you happiness."
Falling in love is fate, staying together is a luxury. I once wanted to be a vigorous woman, living for love and dying for love. But I was too cowardly, so I could only deviate from the wish we had made, escape alone, and embark on a journey alone.