That was the most confused and helpless age, and that was the first time I met you.
That startling glance in the corridor marked the beginning and the ending of my life.
I wish that the person who puts the wedding ring on me many years later is still the same person I fell in love with when I was young.
But, it's probably impossible.
Sorry, I shouldn't have met you.
Sorry, I shouldn't like you.
If one day I get married, I really want to stand at the door of the hotel wearing a wedding dress to greet every guest. I also want to see you coming from a distance, give you a smile, give you a hug, want to look at your warm eyes on the stage, and want you to see me wearing a beautiful dress and beautiful makeup. I must toast to you, which can be regarded as a toast to youth. In youth, I liked you so much and only you.
When the time comes, I will bid you farewell silently in my heart.
Goodbye, my boy.
Goodbye, my youth.