I feel that the trust between people is as thin as a piece of paper. After being broken, there is an abyss on the back that none of us can foresee... The person I trust the most begins to compete with myself for love. With trust in him, I always feel that he will quit the "war" for the sake of the trust between us, and then my life will be calm again...
But on the contrary, because of the trust of this friendship, he may have also thought that I would fulfill the courage he had finally mustered for love. We are no longer children, and we all love the same person equally seriously and frankly. Therefore, we cannot be willful and can only quietly wander between contradictions...