Is she pondering something?
Harrison Clark cautiously asked, "Carrie Thomas, what's wrong with you?"
Carrie Thomas reached out her hand, her fingertips gently brushing his face, "Most of the time these days, I've actually been pondering one thing."
"What?"
Carrie Thomas: "Love. You want me to write a love song, so I want to understand what true love is like. If I want to write a love song that transcends time, then I must comprehend a love that transcends time. I think I vaguely understand now. In fact, I've had this kind of love since the beginning, but I just wasn't good enough, not outstanding enough, and didn't see my own heart clearly enough, so I didn't write anything. Now I want to do better."
Hearing this, Harrison Clark looked at Carrie Thomas's delicate and fair face, her long hair coiled around her ears, her nose high and straight, her red lips like cherries, her eyes filled with autumn waves, and her cheeks radiant.
