How jealous he was of him, the guy she always said she liked. He wanted to hold her in his arms and hold her tightly to prevent her from running away. But who can tell him how to catch the light? "Why do you only have him in your eyes? Why don't you even want to take a second look at me when I hold my heart in front of you? How am I inferior to him?" He was crazy about her, hysterically crazy. Her light brown eyes were just calm, terrifyingly calm. "I like him, no matter where he is." She said softly, with a familiar childish smile on her lips. "I can't compare you, because you are two different people. You can't replace him, and he can't replace you." She was so honest that it hurt his heart, and she wouldn't even lie to him. He knew that he would never be able to enter her heart, and just this sentence was enough to severely reject him.
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