People of a certain age will have longing and expectations for their love, and I am no exception. Love is like the prince and princess in fairy tales? Is it what the ancients said about treating each other with respect? Or is it just plain daily necessities? Maybe there are many kinds of it, but what I want is blatant and unwavering preference.
When I met you, I met love: "You are finally mine, Yu Ji" "What? Wasn't it already long ago, Xin Ming"...
Many years later, Xin Ming recalled our first meeting: Yes, you have been in my heart since the first time we met. As the saying goes "Xin Zhi Yu Ji" = "there is lingering fear in the heart"
Concept: In the world of emotions, blatant preference is security.