In his dream, Uncle Yan was floating on a busy street at night. There was an elegant and handsome man on the street corner not far away. He was leaning in the shadows, holding a mobile phone and talking in his ear, while looking at the two men in the distance - one slender and the other handsome, holding hands.
"Yeye, where are you?"
"I'm shopping, and I want to show you some clothes." The slender man said into the mobile phone while holding the handsome man's hand. From time to time, he casts a warm look on the man next to him.
"Ah, that's right. Ye Ye."
"Huh?"
"Have I ever said that I love you very much."
"... Why do you say that suddenly? What happened to you?" Upon hearing the words "I love you", a flash of surprise flashed in the slender man's eyes, and then he was a little worried.
"It's nothing, it's just that I have to go on a business trip for a long time this time, and I may not see you for a long time. Suddenly, I miss you very much."
"I will wait for you to come back. Be careful on the way."
"... Hmm."
The man at the corner watched the two men drifting away, then slowly turned around and walked in the opposite direction. His slightly longer hair covered the man's brows, but Uncle Yan clearly saw the tears falling into the dust before disappearing, and the man's lips murmuring "Goodbye..."
Disclaimer in advance: This is a bloody story.
To take revenge on a person is not to torture him or hate him, but to become a familiar stranger with him.
There is a saying that my loving you has nothing to do with you. It is a lucky thing to fall in love with each other. If I fall in love with him, it does not mean that he must fall in love with me. This is personal freedom.
In our love, you left with an attitude of no longer loving me. I won't blame you, and maybe I will help you find your own happiness. It is not a holy mother, but it is worthy of your own love, so that I can withdraw from the mood of loving you with peace of mind.
However,
If you run away with betrayal, then I will cut off my feelings ruthlessly. I will not regard your betrayal as the hurt of missing you or the source of pain, because the moment you leave, we have nothing to do with love. Since I no longer love you, what should I care about?