When the false becomes true, the true is also false, and the inaction exists and returns to nothingness.
Everything in the world is inherently difficult to distinguish between true and false.
Love, I don't know; people, I don't know; things, I don't know.
She looked back with a smile that made her fall in love, but she only wanted to find true love. She was helplessly involved in a whirlpool that did not belong to her. After turning around a thousand times, she realized that it was difficult to distinguish between true and false. Maybe, I couldn't escape this fate from the beginning!