Her first meeting with him was very light, it was just a shadowless leg of the little bully and a thin disposable umbrella. But he continued that warmth for many years, long enough that she finally saw him, long enough that he finally stood side by side with her. The only person she likes is herself, who has experienced the ups and downs of the world. She played with gray technology and became a master of cross-century art. With the dark side in her heart, she reflected her own light on him. When they said goodbye, she smiled slowly.
She always thought that he would live an easier life than her, be simpler and brighter than her, gentle and soft, just like when they first met.
When we said goodbye, I said we don't want to see each other again.
Years later, I said we didn't want to see each other again.