There is a paradox in love. The less you like someone, they seem cool, free and unconquerable. But once you fall in love, you immediately become cautious and worry about gains and losses. Who would like such a person?
Two people who moved her heart appeared in her life at the same time, one was free and unruly, one was mature and wise, one was hot and cold, one was gentle and considerate, one was too similar to her, one complemented her, one always broke her heart, but the other tried hard not to make her sad. Who should she choose? Is the person she thought she loved the most really the most?
Did you get hurt by him because you liked him, or did you like him because you were hurt?
