When I met him in the summer when I was 16, I suddenly realized that boys could be so handsome. When I was 17 years old, I secretly fell in love with him. I longed to see him every day and cherished every minute and every second I spent with him. When I was 18 years old, I thought that after two years, my feelings for him would gradually cool down. Unexpectedly, I fell in love like this. It was not like, but love. When he was 19 years old, he learned that he had a girlfriend he was about to date. His feelings could no longer be suppressed. Three years of love had only turned into the most cliche "I love you" but he looked at her like a madman. At that moment, he seemed to know that there would never be a future with him. He cried. But he didn't give up, because he knew that he couldn't live without him, and he would be his own sooner or later. He could love him silently for three years, but he could also use it for six years, nine years, or even longer. Go after him because he truly loves him.