If you were asked to choose the person you love and the person who loves you, who would you choose?
When we were teenagers, we dismissed it. Of course, the person I love is the one I love, so I don't understand. The young man's spiritual world is like a bag of raccoon noodles, hard and brittle, and always crushed to pieces in the end.
Time teaches us to cut our feet to fit the shoes and give up in time. We were loaded into a front-loading washing machine and surrendered to the logical logic that we were in the right place. Only Shi Tianyi, still well-dressed and with his arms folded, his eyes still shining with youthful light, took my hand and said:
"Choose me."
Intention: In this illusory world, you are the only one who persistently believes in me and protects me.