Love is something that is both faithful and unreliable in the world. When I thought I was happy, I saw you, who had made countless promises to me, holding a girl's hand and walking across from me, talking and laughing. I was stunned, my vision gradually blurred, my face was wet, and it flowed to the corners of my mouth, which was salty. Are these my tears? Am I crying for you? ? It started to rain, and my hair, clothes, pants, and shoes got wet. I didn't feel anything. I just felt that my heart hurt so much that it seemed like it was about to burst. Am I heartbroken for you? If so, why can't you feel it? Or you no longer love me. I looked up at the sky, it became so strange, and my world collapsed because of your departure...