She said: Separation is the saddest thing in life, and farewell is the most helpless thing in life. It seems that no matter what I do, he will be hurt, but as wise as you are, can you tell me how I can make him hurt a little less?
He said: I don't know.
He really didn't know that the two kinds of pain had been entangled in his heart for many years, like the tentacles of those vines, criss-crossing and densely woven, tearing his heart full of holes. How could he tell which one hurt him more seriously?