To like is to be unbridled, but to love is to be restrained. He was obsessed with her when they were enemies, but she only used him as a tool to get revenge on her love rival. When he knew everything and decided to turn around, she understood that she had been wrapped in his tenderness and had become a cocoon from which she could not escape. Time flies, he is getting farther and farther away, and she is following suit. Under the weak street light, what she was waiting for was just a look back, a smile, and relief from him.