If everything can be recorded here, then every second I face him, I can smile calmly,
I won't let him know, I won't let anyone know, how painful every nerve in me is.
My dear, I spend all these days with you, whether you know it or not. I don't regret it.
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It was because of a passage in Sheng Yan's novel that I felt deeply and constructed such a story. There is really a type of people in this world whose hearts are as deep as the sea, who never express love, who are ruthless to themselves and cruel to others.
"Wei Xinyong stayed up all night, reading page after page, heartbroken and spellbound, and the words on the paper were wet with tears. But it turned out that he was with him for all the pain and hatred that day, and he was not alone. This silent young man poured out his deep love on the paper, so he was so detached when facing her, which made her heart feel discouraged again and again." ----Excerpted from "Liancheng Crisp"
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