I love her very much, but I am not the protagonist in her life, not the best solution. I am just a supporting role, just a passerby who has to get off the car halfway. It is just plan b, I am option E, I am the sixth in the fifth row in the cinema...
(Sorry, I wrote "Every CP I Knocked on is True", and I felt itchy to write about it. I opened this article, and I will interact with that one. If you want to read the follow-up to the previous "CP I Knocked On, All CPs Are True", you can leave a message under "Every CP I Knocked on is True", and you can also interact and write a follow-up to the story.)
Intention: You once appeared in my life and occupied many pages, although in the end you could only be a passer-by, a passer-by, and a supporting role.