I always avoid your expectant eyes and pass you by with an expressionless face.
He always catches your eye in the crowd, but looks at your retreating back indifferently.
I always review our daily interactions in my mind and analyze the meaning behind the conversations.
Then, I forgot the tears in bed late at night again and again.
From strangers to friends we talk about everything, I thought we would have a long, long future.
It's a pity that at the end of the story, I can only shout "long live friendship!"
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Companionship is the longest confession of love.
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*Secret Love Article
Intention: Secret love silently.