I still remember when I was in high school, I fell for a girl. Once, she had a fight with her family over a small matter, and I suggested we elope. Without a second thought, she agreed. That day, I packed a few things. Since I didn't have a suitcase, I found a burlap sack (like the kind used for pig feed), filled it halfway with clothes, and set off. When I got to the station, I saw her pulling a suitcase, carrying a bag, and holding a notebook—she was obviously going on vacation. When she saw me carrying that burlap sack, looking like I was going to work, she immediately went home. Now, when we meet, she's always very grateful that I used that special method to persuade her to go home.