Love doesn't come first, no one decides, it's first come first served, everything is just the willingness of each to do his own thing.
When waiting cannot bring love, what can we do to hold hands with it?
It's obvious that he didn't look back enough in his last life. Even if his neck is broken in this life, he will still be the same person who has nothing to do with you, and you will still be the same person who has nothing to do with him.
When the sun shines into the window sill, I will still smile and respond,
Because we will all be happy,
Although that person is not you...