I won't cry over your death because I hate you.
I hate that you left, and that you tore a hole in my life and took away what you wanted, but did not re-sew the hole.
I understand, you shouldn't be with Yi Fei. These were the last words the woman said to her. It's been twenty-one years, I understand, you shouldn't be like this, you shouldn't be like that. After listening to cicadas for twenty-one years, I finally stopped listening to them this summer. She once laughed at her, you shouldn't call me Cicada, because you don't talk much at all, you should call me by my name, Ye Zi. That smiling face made me sick to the point of vomiting.