The joy of mutual suggestion. There are too many roads to walk in the future, but there is still a lot of fog that cannot be hidden. Identity makes us humble and absent. There is no right or wrong in love, it is just about being happy with each other for the rest of your life. You hide in the darkness and watch me silently. I wonder if you have done too much for me. Things that are obviously unspeakable have been hidden from you for so long. Some likes are joy in vain after all.
Intention: Everything can be discarded