There are two lovers in love, but it is inevitable that they will bump into each other, and even hurt each other and turn against each other. However, in retrospect, it is these bumps that make the two people understand each other, care about each other more, and become inseparable. But although pain is inevitable, try not to let it happen. If you love her, don't let her become a wounded green apple. I have forgotten how long it has been since I wrote, it has been a long time since I have graffitied that mask, I have not calmed down to look at the traces of my steps, I have not listened to the sound of the pages wandering, I was in a vacuum box, being pulled up to the sky by a balloon, so light.
