I ran away from her four times, and every time I tried to come back again with the determination to die, but I was no match for her soft words. I knew it was me who had no future, but I couldn't help but always hang myself on a tree.
I waited for her four times. In fact, I was very afraid that she would not come back, but I could not give her anything except waiting. I was not ready to give him a reliable future. Fortunately, she came back. Fortunately, I did not miss her.