Love Shelf Life

Love is really a mysterious thing. I always like her inexplicably, but after saying "We are not suitable", the beautiful vows I once made turned into beautiful bubbles and finally disappeared. Do you often envy those heroines in TV dramas, who have knights by their side every time they get injured? Every time inadvertently, the prince would kneel down on one knee with a diamond ring in his hand and sincerely hope that she would marry him? It is undeniable that every time I see such a plot, my heart will always tremble slightly, and a smile will appear at the corner of my mouth. Afterwards, I would smile bitterly. In this era of rapid development, it is difficult to be sincere. Even if there is, do you know that love also has a shelf life?