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This is my personal experience. I wrote the story of me and him into a novel to commemorate the time when we met and fell in love. Our story is not over yet. I gave this novel this name because I am still questioning his feelings for me. I don't dare to believe it. I don't have the courage to believe it. Maybe there is something wrong with my view of love. I think love can be faked and I need to confirm it repeatedly. I'm still afraid of him leaving, so I'm very gentle to him and treat him better than my mother. I don't know if it's worth it, but I know that he is the only person I want to stay by my side in the past few years. I love him.