I think it's like a key and a lock. The best thing is that they fit right away. Fortunately, I finally succeeded after many attempts. Unfortunately, he was clearly unworthy and was forced in, leaving bruises all over his body. Wise people know how to get out in time and shave off a layer of skin. Stubborn people still work in vain, struggling to the death, and in the end both lose. The irony is that when you finally wake up and want to pull away, the key handle is broken inside, and you are about to cry without tears. You are destined to be embedded in the other person's life in this life, but you are dead and the other person has no effect. This is sadomasochism. Women, on the other hand, prefer keys and are easily injured. There is no reason for preference, just don't completely abandon reason.
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