Every time they went on a date, she would always dress up carefully and put on new leather shoes. Then she would act coquettishly because of the pain in her heels: "I can't walk!" He would always carry her on his back with helplessness and indulgence.
But this time, please allow me to hand you a band-aid, because there is no identity that can carry you anymore.
Intention: We may need time to teach us how to love, and we also need time to let us know how much we love each other.