I don't know where the love started, but it goes deeper and deeper.
She fell in love with him too early, before he even knew her; for love, she crossed thousands of rivers and mountains.
And he fell in love with her too late, when he had no choice.
She was so lucky to marry him, but the long road after that was lonely.
She is like air and one is not even aware of her presence. He was cold, so she was silent; he didn't give, and she didn't ask for anything.
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I am the one who collects the broken mirror and the full text. The article has been collected and is waiting to be fattened up! Expect!