What is love? What is marriage? What are the responsibilities?
In your life, I have seen you in your most beautiful, pure, desolate and sad look, I have seen the most real loneliness and loneliness behind your mask, and I understand the undercurrent in your deep eyes. There is only one person in this world. Even though there are growth rings between them, with just one look, they still know that each other's souls are connected. This is love.
What about marriage?
Maybe there is no strong love that once spread across the sea, and there is no tacit understanding between the hearts. But even if the steps are unequal, there will be accommodating waiting, a waltz for two people.
If you ask Mint, what is love? A pair of eyes, she would say. And marriage is her bargaining chip in exchange for those eyes.