I first met Wen Peiliang when he was eight years old in the early Yuan Dynasty. He spoke slowly and was as docile as a cat with smooth fur. When she was fourteen, she realized that her feelings for this nominal uncle seemed to be different. At twenty-six o'clock, she was drunk, put her arms around Wen Peiliang's neck and asked, "Will you marry me?"
She devoted all her heart and soul to one person for twelve years, but forgot to look back and see who was also loving her silently.
People will eventually be trapped by unavailable things in their youth, and the same is true for unavailable people.
Intention: I hope you can go further, see higher, and then remember me.