Chinese Style Out-Of-Print Marriage

The person next to my pillow suddenly left and went to heaven. When he left, he didn't even say goodbye, didn't kiss, and didn't see the tears swirling in my heart. Gone, really gone, went to heaven, looked at me on the clouds in the sky, guarded me, and continued to love me. You said you would wait for me in the clouds. If on the day I report for duty, I am no longer the soul you first loved, will you continue to speak the language of love to me? If, if there weren't so many ifs, my dear, would you still love me so persistently?