That autumn, the golden leaves drifted in the wind, and the colors were everywhere.

That year, there was a teenager who liked to stand silently behind the girl and inquire about the things the girl liked, and he was very attentive.

That year, after the girl fell, the boy slowly stretched out his hands to take the girl's hand and hugged her into his arms.

That year, he said, "Don't be afraid, you still have me"

That year, he said, "I will accompany you out of the darkness and lead you to the light"

That year, he said, "Come home with me."

That year, he said "we'll get married later"

That year, he said "I will love you for a long, long time"

That year, he braved the typhoon to give the girl an umbrella and food, that year, he hugged the girl in the rain and choked up and cried, that year, he skipped work to prepare a surprise for the girl, that year he held a rose and carried a cake, that year, he kissed the girl in front of everyone, that year, he was drunk and still remembered the girl, that year, he didn't answer the girl's calls, that year, he didn't reply to the girl's messages, that year, he disappeared, that year, he held another girl, that year, he left when the girl fell in love with him.

Maybe it's his loss of patience, maybe it's his nature, maybe...

That year, she waited for him in the same place, that year, she fell in love with a young and frivolous boy, that year, for the boy to run to his city to live alone, that year, she ran all over the city to find him on the night of his accident, that year, one day the girl made more than 80 calls, he didn't answer, that year, the girl found the haggard boy, hugged him tightly in the rain, that year, he hurt her.

In the end, all the girl's efforts became a mocking joke.

That year, he took her out of the dark life, but he took her to hell, that year, he walked without nostalgia, that year, she was scarred, that year, she didn't believe in love, that year, he said sorry casually, that year, he begged her to forgive, let her return to him, that year, she changed her number, left the place where he was, that year, she returned to the dark life.

I remember the year we were together, it was autumn, and the world was dyed with beautiful colors, and I remember the year I left, it was autumn, and the whole world lost all its colors.

I'm very happy, but I'm not happy, I'm happy that I have a regretful but sensational love that has tasted all the ups and downs, and I can give everything for each other desperately, just because I have loved, what I'm not happy about is that my heart no longer fluctuates easily, and I won't panic for someone anymore, desperate, a love, a dream.

Now, when I grow up, I hope to have someone to accompany me, I don't need to be vigorous, as long as the water flows for a long time, I don't need too many words, but when you are the saddest, silently by your side, I don't need to say I love you, I don't need too many love words, as long as the bits and pieces of life.