At that time, she was young and energetic and kicked his beloved glass vase to pieces. She only thought that the glass vase was a gift from him to the one she loved. Little did she know that the ancestral glass vase was just a surprise that he had prepared for her for a long time.
When they met again, she was no longer the girl who wore a white skirt and played across the fence since childhood, and he was no longer the young man who smiled wholeheartedly in front of the window and only had eyes for her.
Love is something that takes root everywhere. Once it spreads to the heart, everything will lose control and become no longer one's self.