Since ancient times, there has always been a painful longing for lovesickness, a period of lovesickness for an amorous prince, and a period of confusion for a ruthless talented man.
An unrequited love of a romantic scholar...
Comparable to coptis, swallow it quietly, squeeze out tears quietly.
There is a poem that says:
It's not that enemies don't get together, it's not that enemies don't get together when they get together.
If I had known that there was no love from the beginning, I would have imprisoned my previous lovesickness.