It's been a dream for ten years, it's better to go back.
Waiting is the endless abyss, the eternity of one person, and the impermanence of two people.
When he was about to collapse and give up, he pulled him into the world that belonged to him with his lonely courage.
I have struggled and been frustrated, but I still can't resist his tenderness.
The ears and temples are rubbing together, and they are rubbing each other's hair.
The irresistible tenderness made his blood boil.
Abandon principles, give up waiting, and regain the lost persistence.
Just waiting for him to say "I love you."