It was only after I met you that I believed the whole world had truly treated me with tenderness.
That year, we both went barefaced,
with clean faces and clear eyes.
We didn't even dare hold hands.
Beneath the shady trees, across the spacious campus,
our elbows would brush by accident on the desks,
and we'd try our hardest to hide our flushed faces.
Who says young people don't know what love feels like?
You are the person I've liked, purely and completely, for so many years.
Love at seventeen tastes as sweet as sugar.
Even after your teens have passed, whether people are pressuring you to marry or you're getting divorced, who says you can't still yearn for the love you felt at seventeen? Meeting you wasn't perfect, and I had no expectations when I saw you. But as we got to know each other and grew closer, I began to look forward to our unexpected encounters. Our ending wasn't perfect, and we were left with regrets. Let the wind carry them away.
"I love you."
"I love you, too."
Theme: From enemies to lovers, then parting ways for one reason or another. Maybe being compatible really matters more than loving each other.
