Mr. Yan is my lover. Maybe so.
I am a person who does not believe in love. If love really exists in the world, it is probably in the endless imagination of human beings. However, one thing descends and another is reincarnated. I met Mr. Yan. His appearance gave my "loveless theory" a heavy blow.
I probably love him, although I never said it.
I always repeat that I like it and that it is special. I said that my husband was different in my heart, and that I wanted to be with him forever, but I never talked about love.
Because I don't believe it.
I have seen many tragic stories in the world. Lovers cannot get married in the end. In the end, the yin and yang are separated or they kill each other. Either one is separated and the other is happy, or the separation of life and death is sorrowful. This is the love I have seen.
How sad. Could the most beautiful thing in the world be so cruel? I always read those poignant stories and occasionally think of Mr. Yan.
Maybe this is love?
Intention: love or not