This is a complicated emotion. Regarding Liyang, the first thing I said is: I don't like her. I say this to clear up those rumors that we are gay.
Secondly, I have to say that I really don't like her that much. This is as a best friend, best friend, and good friend. Her bad temper can only be tolerated by those who truly love her, and then: I don't love her.
Again, the feelings towards her are: envy, jealousy, hate.
But in the end, I had to express my blessings to her, because she played a very important role in my life, that is, she was my inseparable best friend who accompanied me for four years in college. All I can do is pray to God to bless her with happiness.
But for me, my definition of happiness is becoming increasingly blurry. When and where will a man like that appear and put my feet into his arms to keep me warm. At some point and anywhere, he knelt on the ground with tears streaming down his face in order to beg for my forgiveness. Whenever and wherever, he would hold my hand and carry me on his back when I was tired. I asked, "Am I heavy?"
Then he said: "The whole world is on your back, do you think it's heavy?"