She loves him, but this love is not good, beautiful love is mutual. Some people say: "If you love someone, even if the other person doesn't love me, I'm willing to give for the other person." This kind of statement is noble, but it cannot change the facts. The fact is that you are with someone who does not love you, and the other person is with someone. People he doesn't love are together.
For a long time, I believe that life is worthy of the most beautiful beauty: love, together. So for this reason, I went back and forth countless times on that road, rain or shine, and never stopped. Regrets in love are most afraid of being so conclusive, making them linger when turning around.
Love her.
However, in the end it failed to give her completeness. It's just that because I have lost it, I understand it better. The old days fade away, and the people in the story keep walking with the story.
It seems that only the storm will never be absent, breaking some branches, falling into mud, and having new branches and luxuriant leaves. Their love is logical in the picturesque seaside fields.
The beauty of love is the same as the light between the oceans, soft and quiet but eternal.
For her, I am willing.
Willing, thousands of times.
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