Is it true that people who have never been in love will fall less in love as time goes by. Because I have long been accustomed to being alone and living alone, I never expect anyone to help me when I twist the bottle cap, and I never long for someone to rely on when I am in unbearable pain. It is only when I see my friends around me getting married that I secretly release the little girl who has been imprisoned in my heart, and carefully imagine that fate will happen at the next intersection.