Must love necessarily coexist with lies?

The story of "galloping through the flowers" is about a handsome man with a lame leg and a beautiful woman with a hare lip who were set up on a blind date. Each of their matchmakers came up with an idea. So the handsome man rode a horse, and the beautiful woman smelled the flowers, and they caught a brief glance of each other, made eye contact, and eventually ended up in the bridal chamber...

Fortunately, in modern society, we don't have to rely solely on the words of matchmakers; we can go on face-to-face dates multiple times to carefully evaluate each other. But no one is perfect, and everyone wants to show their best side during a date. So, is there anything you would want to hide?