When I was a sophomore in high school, I rather saved a person on the window sill of No. 1 Middle School on an autumn night. The boy's legs were dangling outside the window, and he was sitting precariously, as if he could be pushed down with one finger.
I would rather understand what it means right now: good and evil in the world are all in one thought.
But having said that, if you save someone, you don't necessarily have to be married to each other, right?
When they met again, the boy waved his fist and drove away her nightmare at two o'clock in the morning, and rescued her from the abyss with a smile.
Tit for tat.
He was obviously still covered in scars, and he was almost on his knees from exhaustion.
She saw him smiling, his eyes starry.
"Aning, I will only be your Aladdin."
Intention: Life is a mess, but when you come, I can do anything