He had used all his strength to regard her as his life, and he had thought that for this kind of love in his life, even if he was doomed to death, he would be happy with it. But when she hurt him to the extreme, he hated her to the extreme. But who knows, there is a kind of helplessness in this world called having to hurt.
Then I realized that it turns out that love can always turn around even if it is deep in love. It's not that we don't love, miss, or fall in love, but there is still a kind of distance in this world called, "Spring is still there, but people are far away." It's best not to meet each other.
Just think that I am a fallen leaf falling in the wind, and you are like a leisurely boat, finally returning to the lake, river and sea.