I had a dream. I dreamed that I had been unable to solve math and physics problems. When I moved out of the dormitory after graduation, I squeezed into a crowded small utility room. My boyfriend was still chasing me and questioning me repeatedly, and finally he left me.
Many years later, the world made them the protagonists. One of them stood on the stage and made an impassioned speech, while the other sat in the audience with tears in his eyes. The person in the audience is still obsessed with saying goodbye without saying goodbye, while the person on the stage is just looking absently at the water and sky in the distance.
The strong wind whipped up huge waves, and the seawater was half up to his legs. My dear, your tears also make me feel distressed, but dear, I also hate that my path is not the same as yours.
Finally, my dear, forget me, the waves have swallowed me up.
It was only after I died that I discovered that there were no waves or water at all, and in fact, there was no you. I knew you loved me very much, but I felt that it was not love from the beginning to the end.
That's just your business. And my response to you does not satisfy you.
... This, I, it, ... May be *coldness or inability to love, forget it.
Classmate, you look like DeepSeek, DeepSeek is my favorite.
Concept: C'est la vie
