A Dream Changes Ten Years

If you want to argue about how many years we have known each other, I will break off all ten of my fingers, ten years. Yes, it was a long ten years, during which we met, got to know each other, fell in love with each other, and finally separated. This faint love and hatred will use up ten years. And when I tried my best to get close to you again, we had broken up for four years, and it was also two years ago since we last met. Things are gone and people are gone. If I had known that our meeting again would be so sad and traumatizing, I don't think I would have been close to you again, not at all. This long dream is more hurtful than the decade of desolation. Qianzhuang, if I didn't come to you, would you have forgotten me long ago in this world of right and wrong? Have you forgotten the man you loved named Charlotte? Have you long forgotten that I am not your childhood sweetheart but a man who has accompanied you through half of your life? If that were true, that would be great. Why didn't you forget me, but agreed to meet me?