Boyfriends still have ex-girlfriends in their hearts. Tell me about it.

Maybe every man has had two such women, at least two. Married a red rose, over time, the red one turned into a touch of mosquito blood on the wall, and the white one was still "the bright line at the foot of my bed"; Married a white rose, the white is the rice on the clothes, and the red is the Zhu Shazhi in my heart.