Under the sun,
She is lazy,
He is clear;
In his home, the other him was lonely and autistic, showing vulnerability to her alone;
Does she love him or him?
"Sister, don't leave me!..."
"Are you really going to leave?..."
"I..."
Blurred love, like a lost person.
Now that he has left, let me love you for the rest of the time
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