What is love? I asked my sister, and my sister said that love means two people stay together, struggle together, and work hard together; I asked my mother, and my mother said that love is firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, tea, and everything is taken care of in an orderly manner; I asked my dad, and my dad said that love means that I work hard to make money and give my salary card to your mother. Well, I am very curious, and I have been guessing and commenting from the perspective of a bystander, full of various complex emotions, including luck, envy, lessons, etc. I summed up a unique method among a bunch of emotions, so I called myself an expert on emotions, but I completely forgot that I had never experienced it. What an irony.
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