When we were young, we met in the wind, and after a slight glance, we turned around and were blown away by the wind into dust. From then on, we looked at each other in a foreign country and missed each other.
Time flies by, I am deeply trapped in the marriage, but it ends up in ruins, I eat my wounds alone, I run away to the distance, but I meet you several times in a different place. Maybe time is playing a joke on you and me. When I meet you again at the end of the road, you become a hidden gentleman. You are not contemptuous or bored, but you just accept it indifferently, treat it carefully, take care of it carefully, and maybe feel lucky to have you. It's me who I met at this moment. I have endured several pains and tortures. After being depressed, I can finally live peacefully, get along harmoniously, and talk to each other silently. Although your body is no longer strong and can't be relied upon, I am willing to take care of everything for you. I don't want to be separated for a short time and become strangers to each other again in our respective thoughts...
When we meet again, you are not the weak you, and I am not the indifferent me...
Everyone praises him as a great man, a high-ranking president of the area. His delicate face seems so strange when I see you again. There is no familiar feeling, his lines have become resolute and cold, his eyes are no longer bright, and he is arrogant and profound like a dangerous leopard, powerful and self-confident, and his cold aura has not diminished at all. Even more so, chatting and laughing in the entertainment venue also carries a lethal and dangerous aura. The strangeness has chilled my eager heart when we say goodbye...
And I, a woman with exquisite appearance, always smile and murmur when facing all kinds of people, without the slightest indifference before. I am indifferent to each other, walking ambiguously among all kinds of people, as if this is the way I have always lived. The title of international supermodel can easily cover up all the embarrassment, so glamorous and beautiful, I can no longer find the warmth I want and the happiness that makes people engraved.
But in the end, what stands between you and me is not status and fame, but more other people, my unknown relatives, your admirers who have to face each other, my ex-husband who insists on not regretting, your loving lover, my unknown father, your confused and scattered youth, each person has changed our path from then on, and there are always twists and turns...
Dear, do we still have the courage to regain happiness? My dear, I am happy, so what happens next?
Dear, do you know? Happy love is the same, but unhappy love has its own reasons. The most common reasons are two: too early, or too late.
Perhaps, when we are young, we cannot withstand sweet words or long periods of lonely waiting. It is true that we look at it with that expectation. After all those quarrels, gatherings and separations, we will always understand that the fruit will only be sweet when it is ripe, and the same is true for happiness.