He and she met when they were young, fell in love when they were young, and have been strangers for ten years. Along the way, they get together and disperse.
When I was young, my growing up years were made easier by having him by my side, no matter how difficult the life was.
When she grew up, she was a wandering woman, taking in the scenery along the way. In fact, as big as the world is, she only wants to stay in one place, and that is in his heart, always the same.
To him, women are nothing but vases and rivals. The former is pleasing to the eye, while the latter is pleasing to the heart, and has nothing to do with love. When he met her, he just wanted to conquer her. Why did he feel jealous? For the person in her heart, even though he knew that person was him ten years ago...