He is a grown man, she is a grown woman
He met her when he was young, and they have been unforgettable for ten years, but he still doesn't know where his heart has been left.
He and she are friends, enemies, confidants, rivals, relatives, and playmates, but they are never lovers.
He and she looked up to each other and despised each other
He knows her better than he does, and she knows him better than she does, but they insist on standing at two different extremes, going further and further away.
He and she have been going back and forth for many years, and they are obviously the only ones in each other's hearts.
He and she finally stood at two different poles but at the same height, alienated and dependent on each other
For many years, no one has been willing to look back
When the answer finally became clear to each other after many years
Isn't it true that as long as one of them is willing to lower his reserve and pride a little, everything will be different?
In fact, I always think that the happiest word in the world is not happiness, but happiness
There is always a kind of feeling that is the most impossible in the world, but the happiest and the most tearful. That kind of feeling is called growing old together.