A long time ago, He Xi read Salinger's "The Broken Heart" and lamented that the hero's love was just an illusion. Many years later, she discovered that her love was just a shadow, existing in the corner of her eyes and eyebrows, but she didn't even have the courage to take the first step.
Love means wanting to touch and then withdrawing your hand. I am a drop of water, and you are already a river. I hope you will be the pride of heaven, even if you are drifting away from me.