I always find a lot of things, but I always forget to see you. -----Wu Meng We are childhood sweethearts, and your presence has become a habit. But I was blinded by habit, you will come and open the door of my heart. I don't understand, I don't understand how the world works, and the eight of us are thrown together, but I always feel that God's arrangement makes sense. We are a group of people who cannot love each other and want to hurt each other. Then the person we hate the most finally tells the truth that we cannot face the most.