She thought she had met the love of her life, but she didn't expect her love to be unkind to her. Just when she was lamenting that falling flowers are intentional and flowing water is ruthless, a marriage that everyone else avoided fell on her head. She wanted to live in peace with him, but he took the initiative to come to her, confusing her heart. Should we stick to it for the rest of our lives, or grow old together and raise eyebrows together?
My love for you is not a mirage, but the sound of the waves remains after the ebb and flow.