Destiny likes to joke with everyone. Any success seems to be achieved through unremitting efforts, with the exception of love. I can only respond with a humorous smile, that's all.
There is always a ray of light in life. It jumps in front of the window and shines through the glass on the clean balcony. It is clean and fragrant. It pokes its head at the corner of the street and spreads out a firm shape on the ground, like a golden carpet, waiting for you to step on.
I want to be happy, just with you, is that okay?