Until Old Age

Adapted from a true story: I woke up at five o'clock in the morning, and he bumped into me in the most embarrassing scene in my dream. I looked at him politely and distantly from a distance. He was wearing a white shirt and was so beautiful that he looked just like in my memory! Maybe I was too longing for the arranged meeting in my dream. I had a secret love for the five years of my youth, so that in my past views on mate selection, I had a special preference for men wearing white shirts. In reality, it was just like in the dream, I was polite and distant, and my love was extremely restrained and unsocial...