Every time my sisters around me fall in love, I always envy them when I hear their descriptions.
The other half in their mouths is gentle, interesting, romantic and thoughtful, as if they were lucky enough to meet such a perfect person in their entire lives. But after I really came into contact with that boy, I found that he was just an ordinary boyfriend and had nothing to do with. Why did it sound so beautiful to them?
Later I realized that the beauty is not this relationship, nor the legendary excellent boyfriend, but the girl himself. They care enough and careful enough, so they can keenly perceive every detail when they get along, constantly embellish each other's relationship, infinitely amplify the light on each other's body, and then form this concrete love.
So most of the perfect relationships presented in this world are people who are full of warmth trying to record and embellish. It is she who weaves the feelings between you and forms this intimate relationship.
You were just a mortal, but because of her like, you were covered with a layer of light.
