Repair the Book? Leave the Book?

First time seeing her. I just think it's eye-catching, Like a grain of sand in the sea of people, It catches the eye, but has no eye-catching brilliance. First time seeing him. Warm as jade. Cheerful complexion. But it seems to be separated by thousands of rivers and mountains. He probably doesn't like her, right? But they still treated each other with courtesy. She probably likes him. But he smiled slightly and said, Please, Way to go. After things have changed. He didn't understand why he was so tired that he was about to collapse. But we still came to the door of this inconspicuous little courtyard. Just to stop and look at the woman's window. Look up. The window was not as dark as expected. A wisp of crimson candlelight shone dimly on the window screen. The bare hands are slightly open. The woman was already waiting there with a smile on her face. I said to him, You are here. This moment. He finally fell completely.