The happy days pass quickly, but life is always full of gatherings and separations. Maybe leaving is the best choice, whether for him or yourself. Looking at the reluctant relatives in front of me, I feel guilty but dare not shed tears. Because that would only cause sadness, and in the end I would choose to be alone. But I know you don't need me now, so I choose to leave now. When you think of me occasionally and silently read my name in your mind, I will come back. I don't owe you any more. You said I still have something I haven't given you. I know what it is. It's not that I don't give it, but that my heart is no longer with me. Maybe you don't understand. It has disappeared since you stopped looking back for me. No matter how I look for it, there is still no result. Therefore, I want to leave and go to the ends of the earth to find myself...