You treat me as gently as the breeze and drizzle, and you are the best person in the world in my eyes.
I borrowed your weak branches to climb to high places. But I never told you that I have been lying to you.
Don't be sad, don't be sad, I don't want you to be sad. You are fine, I know it, and I don't need others to understand it.
Besides you, who else in this world would believe that I am a good person? Without you in this world, no one will believe that I am a good person.
I am secretly happy that I have no regrets in this life when I meet you.
My inner circle is plotting, and even loving you is included in my plot.
