He should be a touch of color in the green sea. He has no name and no one cares about him, but he is the only one in the world, swaying gently in the wind, freely.
Lingering in her heart, she couldn't let go of this brightness to entangle with him.
An outstanding woman like her is just a child in front of love.
Their relationship is like a bridge, going from the beginning to the end of the bridge, leaving behind memories of walking away back to back.
But, it's complete.
I have my wish, but I dare not ask for my ear.