Six years ago, he told her personally that he would rather lose his inheritance than marry her.
Six years later, when I see her again, I feel like a stranger, but I don't want to love her to the core.
Six years ago, she cared about everything except love.
Six years later, I have lost everything, but still have the memory of falling in love with him.
I wish we were strangers and had a pure and flawless love without caring about ourselves.