When a good friend encounters love tragedy, I am filled with righteous indignation and resentment towards him. I hate the hypocrisy and lack of heart of those who betrayed him. I lament that his encounter with others is unkind and the road of love is difficult. Then I realized that the word "love" has hurt countless people. However, everyone came forward one after another without any fear and could not understand. The depression in their hearts was lingering and they vented it randomly. They wrote an article "Medicine", which was just a random talk about love.