Decades of unrequited love, decades of paranoia, and for their own obsessions, everyone was seriously injured. Why, everything about me is that eternal secret, why do you only have her in your eyes?
Whether you hate me or love me, everything you have said to me in the past twenty years is complicated and difficult to understand. I don't know if there is any sincerity in it.
The mansion, the palace, all your joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys have long been deeply engraved in my heart, even if you always refuse, even if I am married to a wife, even if we are separated by several years.
Ten years of life and death, so many years of wasted life, looking back, it turns out that it was always wrong.
Why is everyone surprised? Why doesn't anyone want to tell me? Why is the pursuit so hard in vain? What I once tried to catch with all my strength was in vain in the end.
I raised my head and stared into his eyes. There was the coldness I had been pursuing but dared not look directly into. Today I was finally able to face it calmly. I said in my heart: "Hello, long time no see. Have you seen your heart clearly?"