He once said that sunshine loves spring, and he will always wait for her there.
She also told him that the sun would not occupy the whole world in spring.
She was originally in a cold autumn, but because of all the betrayals and humiliations, she came unexpectedly. She longed for a spring, but she became someone else's flower season. She was originally in a harsh winter, but because of unwillingness and hatred, she disguised herself and became someone else's angel. No one knows how much she longs for the warmth that belongs only to her.
He was originally a cold and bright moon, but just because he saw her, he became her comfort and prisoner. He was originally glazed ice, but just because he fell in love with her, he turned decay into magic for her, and painted the ground into a prison just to keep her. Just because he understands her.
If our love never had a wedge, would it be just a limerick? But we all know that only because of a reason, our future is a simple long song, not because of romance, not because of wealth, just because you are you and I am still me.