When you appear in front of me, I know the world is out of order.
You are exactly like me, you are exactly the same as me, you know everything about me.
I am not unique. My relatives and friends can abandon me who has no sense of existence and choose you who is now crowned with glory.
For the first time, I felt panicked.
"Don't worry, I can't replace you. The boundaries between us are enough to bridge any gap."
Curling up in the darkness, I heard your call and what you said to me, but I didn't care.
I don't care at all whether others know about me or care about me.
"All I care about is..." I couldn't express that obscure and profound thought.
"What you care about... Happens to be what I care about too."
"We can share our lives." But the cost is immeasurable.
You and I both know the cost is immeasurable, but pushing boundaries almost costs us our minds.
It was this decision that separated us forever.
But I shouldn't be sad about this. Look in the mirror, it's all me and you.
Warning:
1: First person.
Intention: Leaning into the dusk, spreading sadness into your ocean-like eyes, loneliness spreads and burns.
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Every time Mr. Qin appears, Xiao Song's lines are particularly tool-like, like a frowning little stick figure babbling [milk tea]
Every time Mr. Qin appears, Xiao Song's lines are particularly tool-like, like a frowning little stick figure babbling [milk tea]