The beauty of waiting is that we don't know if we will be the lucky person, but we are willing to wait for the one we love, wait for her to come back, wait for her to grow up, wait for her to love him. Maybe our final result is not satisfactory, but we are willing to accept it and bear it. Because on the way of waiting, although we are suffering, it is also sweet. Although we have no future, we have expectations. Maybe, I will give up waiting and marry someone else, and I will not be sad if I marry someone else, because fate tells me that he is not my lover after all, and I want to cherish the lover around me.