Solitary Strings

My name is An Xiaoxi, and I am Yu's current girlfriend. When he was chasing me, he never sent roses, never lit heart-shaped candles, and never said sweet words such as loving me to death. So, I know that our love is not romantic. However, there is one problem that I still haven't figured out, and that is why I accepted the confession of a strange boy so simply. Well - I think if there must be a reason, it should be because of his eyes. His deep pupils are swirling with a bright tide of happiness. As long as a girl understands his gaze a little, she may get the most beautiful rose in the world. That night, in the dark house, he lay on my body and gave me the warmth of happiness with his moist and hot lips. I pressed my face against his chest like a child, and a drop of cold tears fell on my forehead. I raised my face slightly and saw the tears in his eyes shining silvery white under the moonlight, and then he said to me in a hoarse voice: "Xiaoxi, thank you. It was you who helped me connect other strings in my life, so that I no longer sing in sadness. I will be good to you. Forever, forever." It was that night that I learned about his past and the ten-foot sadness he hid under his bright smile.