There are people who are better than snow in white clothes, weaving a web of sinking with gentleness and ruthlessness.
There are people in red clothes, using indifference and ruthlessness to solve confusing situations.
Some people stay with her until death, just to get her a smile; some people stay with her all her life, just to be her guiding star in the night sky.
I used to hate these turbulent years for not understanding the style, but now I realize that this wrong time and wrong place made me who I am, and I met you like this.