Eight years ago
Du Xin: "Someone asked me why we all like to play with you."
I raised my eyebrows: "Then what did you say?"
"We have a good relationship."
Four years ago
Me: "Why is it always me who gets tortured?! It's me who gets tortured!!"
Du Xin: "Who made you my sister?"
Now
"What do you think we care about?"
"How do I know!! Today we are friends, tomorrow we are brothers and sisters. How can labor and management know!!!! You ask me, I ask who?!"
Is there such a person? As a friend, you want to go further; as a lover, you are afraid that something will happen. In short, I just can't bear to leave, I don't want to give up, I don't want to leave…