When hope turns to disappointment, desire turns to despair.
The deeper the love, the deeper the pain.
Always looking forward to it, mistakenly thinking that this time it will be different.
Results, results, results…
We had results, but to no avail.
"Quan Zhilong, you will always be with me, right?"
"Well, lost Al, we will be together forever."
"It's different from others, isn't it?"
"Yes, different from others."
"G-Dragon, we have to separate, right?"
"Well, Al, we have to separate."
"It's different from other people's breakups, isn't it?"
"Yes, different from others."
A kind woman fell in love with a bad man, just because the bad man liked a bad woman. She gradually turned into a bad woman that the bad man liked. But so what if they had a fight and never broke up? When love turns sour, you will never be able to see clearly who you really love, but once you see clearly, what can you do? At that time, maybe you no longer have the opportunity or qualification to love the person you loved in the end.
"I am just a piece of grass that was brought into the world and tasted the bitterness of love. From the green grass at the beginning, it has become the withered grass now. A bad woman who a bad man likes will never end well... Just because she is a bad woman..."
Goodbye, love; goodbye, Korea.
(The copy is still being sorted out slowly)