"If happiness brings nothing but glitz, should we believe in disordered sadness?"
A startling glance when she was young, repeated ambiguities to no avail, and then she suddenly cut off contact, letting his and her worlds return to the parallel lines they should have.
Until a wedding reunited them after a long absence.
Don't get me wrong, when we met again, no one had planned it for a long time, and no one shed tears. When we met again, she was the only one squatting on the ground and counting sparrows: "One... Two..."
A less unforgettable relationship happened between her who pursued the ultimate love and him who loved everyone without distinction and tried his best.
So, time and again in the past, she ran away, but he didn't chase her, and they each flew to the southeast as peacocks.
So what about this time, will it be any different?
Intention: Addiction to ambiguity. After a few pushes and pulls?