I always remember when I was a child, I saw a pair of old people walking by the lake every evening at dusk, holding hands and talking softly, walking for a long time.
Some way. I can imagine that they will watch the sunset together and accompany each other until they die - that is a happy thing.
However, the modern concept of cold and flexible love is different from the everlasting love we see in movies. The same goes for marriage.
But despite this, there is still hope for love and marriage.
So I started planning to write a story very early: it was not the kind of life-and-death for love or the kind of life-and-death for money, because that kind of story would be too fairy tale. Don't be a female pig who is too cold at the beginning but becomes crazy after experiencing love, and don't be a male pig who is cruel at the beginning but becomes gentle after experiencing love, because such characters are too far away. I want a fairy tale that is a bit more realistic, with a bit of fairy tale life.
People who want to be loved and cared for but are unwilling to swirl in the whirlpool of love are usually "little people". I like to be a little person, so I write some little people-style articles.