I am waiting, for a stranger, who is my destiny, my only happy ending. We can talk about the things we both like freely, we can always be together. He will be the man I love. I will only care for him among the whole world, and I will never afraid to lose him, just because his affection is even greater than mine. We can planning for our own future and never neglect our individual hope since we are almost the same, quite enough for the same decision. I don't really want to have a boyfriend, unless he is the kind that I can trust my whole life on and worth my merriage for. I am always stay here, waiting such a gentleman, who is always follow me into the dark utill we both sleep undergroud. I rather die alone if I need to marry someone who is not that kind. I will watch anxiously to prove whether I meet the right person. Love need prudence and sensibility, that is what Jane Austen told us. And I believe it firmly.