In my previous life, I was always following in the footsteps of others. Only when I came back did I realize that you have been following in my footsteps.
'Ah, why can't you like me? '
'I have someone I like'
I'm willing to wait, wait for you to forget her, wait for you to fall in love with me
'. . . . .
Later, someone who came back from abroad
'Ah, I swear I will never leave you again, please forgive me'
'Hello, Mr. Mo. Goodbye, Mr. Mo.