Yang Xiao said that love feels pain.
I don't understand love, I only know that it should be quite painful when a knife is stabbed into the abdomen.
Otherwise, Yang Xiao would not have held my trembling hand with blood on it and said, "Ye Ling, I knew it would hurt, but I didn't expect it to be so painful..."
Did he mean pain? Otherwise? It can't be love, right?
Isn't the reason why we are still entangled so far because of the revenge of hatred?
I can't figure it out.
"Can't you figure it out?" Yang Xiao asked.
"You really can't figure it out?"
I was silent for a moment.
"Ye Ling, I dare you to listen?"
Yang Xiao's words can easily make me regret bringing up this topic in just a few sentences.
"Because I hate you, but in the process of hating you, I shamefully fell in love with you. Are you satisfied?"
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Concept: Hate is the purest love
