The day my dad smashed the third wine bottle, I was bound to the "Heartbeat System."
The system says I can make people unable not to love me.
But I looked ordinary, wearing an old shirt that had been washed until it turned white, and I still had forty-seven yuan and three cents left in my pocket.
Then I met the first one, the second one, and the third one.
Some give money, some give books, and some give promises.
I accepted everything they gave me.
I haven't given them what they want.
They think they are the only ones.
But I have five people on my phone.
I don't love anyone, I only love myself.
I'm just waiting for an answer that makes it worth stopping.
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