A long time ago, I liked a person and wanted to wash and cook for him and do everything to make him happy. Everything about him is the most important thing in life, so I thought, my happiness is here, I have to stop by his side, use all my strength to give him happiness, and then make myself happy. But one day, what I always thought would stick to me suddenly disappeared, and those demons called memories severely mocked my delusion called dreams. I have never been a strong person, so I collapsed within reason. In the following days, I was eager to find a new wish that had nothing to do with him. After I succeeded, I discovered that there was a big world besides him, but I no longer wanted to be happy for the sake of one person's happiness.