I'm not afraid to suffer with the person I love. What I'm afraid of is that all my bets are in vain in the end. The point is that I haven't met the person I love yet.

Typical expectation and fear psychology, looking forward to love, but afraid to meet inappropriate people, meet bad people, pay everything and finally have nothing. No matter whether that person is good or bad, I am willing to give everything, but unfortunately that person has never appeared.

Everyone looks forward to a sweet love. When they meet someone they can rely on, they expect love, but they are afraid that their unreserved efforts will bring a dream and a joke, and all their feelings are in vain.

Maybe the fate hasn't arrived, no matter what that person is, I still haven't met the person who makes me move.