My adoptive mother told me that it was just a marriage for profit, so I didn't need to take it too seriously.
But the truth is revealed again and again, making life uneasy.
I can pretend not to see you, but I can't pretend not to love you.
Someone told me that falling in love with you was a big mistake, but I still love you without hesitation.
Everyone knows that he is desolate but loved in his heart, but the trick of fate will eventually separate the beloved.
I dragged my suitcase away and left the place where I had lived for twenty-four years.
When I come back, you will no longer wait for me under the streetlight, nor will you open the door for me, giving me the strongest support.
After all, can't we be the kind of good people that everyone in history would envy?