I had known that after disbanding, each of them would have the opportunity to be a tour guide
The strange thing is that I accepted it and each went his own way.
But there is no one like you who makes me shed tears behind my back
Seriously like a couple talking about breaking up
Is there? Indeed there is not.
The excuse I keep avoiding is not some big grudge.
Why do old confidants never become old friends in the end?
I wonder if you miss this old friend again
Or maybe I have figured it out a long time ago
The stranger in the coming year will be yesterday's dearest so-and-so
It's better than the day I didn't
Never met so-and-so
——Eason Chan "The Best Bad Friend"