Suddenly I found myself standing for a long time, and when I took a step forward, I didn't know where to go. Since love has come and gone, gone and returned again, so capricious, a tortured heart can no longer be calm. If love is so nerve-wracking, why do so many fools fight to snatch it away? How many hearts were silently shattered by one love battle after another without blood or gunpowder?
I am tired, I believe we are all tired, not only you and me, but also him and her. Our hearts are not made of copper walls and iron walls. We are all equally fragile and we will all be heartbroken. Quitting may not be such an easy decision to make.
I heard that you miss me, I heard that you are going to get married, I heard that you don't love her, I heard that you are going to divorce... I heard that it made me burst into tears. I hope you are happy, even if the protagonists of that happiness are not you and me. However, when hearing is no longer hearing, when love is no longer love, we hug each other and cry, and it rains so heavily in the sky. How can we continue our future?