Literary version:
She just follows her heart, grudges and hatreds, remember them as long as she remembers them, or forget them. Where is love? Even if the pain makes me suffocate in the next second, as long as I love, I will still try to love. What if you still love her but he disappears? I waited until I forgot, forgot him, forgot... Love.
He is him and he is not him. He loved her before, but does he love her now because of his previous love? She loved him for who he was before. Does she love him now because of who he was before? The past, present and future are entangled between the two.
He is simple and slow. I got it, but it was too late. Knowing that she was uneasy, I exchanged a lifetime of lonely waiting for her peace of mind and my own peace of mind.
Funny version:
What she is best at is not medical skills, nor running a business, nor just picking weeds. Instead, she had a fierce look in her eyes one second, and turned into a flattering eunuch the next, so that when she was sleeping quietly, if someone saw that flattering face, they would not be able to find her cute. However, she usually does not mention this advantage. Modesty is a virtue. She usually chooses the secondary ones: generosity (men are like clothes, I will wear your clothes generously. Mine? Hehe...); Kindness (if beggars rely on others' charity, they will not have the motivation to work, so I help them solve their money problems); filial piety (stinky old man, I... Hehe, Master, are you hungry, can I give you a back slap?)...