We met at sixteen, parted at twenty, and reunited at thirty.
She didn't dare to admit that she liked him, so she denied it every time and treated him as a friend.
He saw her talking about him, always testing him, and hurting others with her words every time.
The two of them were only one step away, but they seemed to be thousands of miles apart.
Looking back, being together when we were young and energetic would only lead to them going their separate ways. Thirty is just the right time to meet you when the flowers are falling, look at each other honestly, talk quietly, open your mouth to say love, and never leave again.
Intention: As long as people are here, water will always flow, and this feeling will never end.