To love is to hurt, to endure, to miss someone after parting, and to long for a yesterday you can never return to.
"Zhang Miao, you must hate me. I'm not the person you love, yet I made you call out the name of the one you do love.
You must have wanted to run away. That's why you never looked for me after I left. I had so many regrets, but in the end I found peace and stopped waiting."
"Zhang Shuo, I thought you understood me. I always thought you could understand. I said I needed time, but in the end I still lost everything. Now, whenever I call out that name, most of the time I'm thinking of you, yet I have no right to think of you anymore. Because you weren't the only one I hurt."
