You ask me if I don't love you, why should I be gentle to you?
You asked me if the person I love is you, why do you hold me in my arms but call someone else's name?
Where is the way back? Who is going with you?
These words do not speak to you, and this feeling does not require your mercy.
Ning Wuchen,
You are just like your name, so indifferent.
I have always opened my hands, but you have never entered my arms.
I'm sorry, but my love for you still hurt you in the end.
As time goes by, this hatred will last forever...
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