Many years ago, I thought love was just a very simple thing. I loved him and he loved me. We were together, warm and sweet enough, and together we were better than the whole world.
The man I love has blond hair, a good figure, a good family background, no bad habits, handsome, rich, smart, and gentle. The man I love, he treats me well, pampers me, loves me, holds me in the palm of his hand, and cherishes me carefully like a treasure. The man I love doesn't know I love him.
After so long, I realized that loving someone is the most troublesome thing in the world. What stands between us is farther than identity, deeper than blood, and heavier than gender. It's knowing that it's impossible but having to do it, knowing that you can't love but having to love. I fell in love with you, Luo Jie, and I cried.
Everyone in the world who has experienced love will shed tears.