He was her first love that started in school. He went through wonderful encounters, learned the test of family, and finally stayed with her unswervingly.
But if you lose too little to others in love, you will ultimately lose to yourself.
Those loves that were once thought to be so strong that they would never fade away in a lifetime were eventually wiped out by reality.
She thinks that the reason why first love is beautiful is that it embodies all her beautiful fantasies about love, all her trust and dependence.
But since she can be so good to another person, what reason does she have to let herself down?