He and I are just two straight lines that intersect. The distance once made us look so beautiful to each other, but the gradual approach is so beautiful. We are ecstatic for this intersection, we want to melt into each other, and we are changing ourselves little by little for this intersection, which is so heartbreaking. , But we all found that although we wanted to merge into each other, we became less and less unrecognizable. The constant friction made us realize that two intersecting straight lines are destined to be just two intersecting straight lines. After the intersection, we will only go further and further away...