Everything in the past disappears.
In front of them, my efforts are just a meaningless means to win favor, which is so low-level that it's ridiculous.
Loving him has already become my obsession in this life. But, in the end, I gave up. I don't want to love him anymore.
I'm so tired. Why is my lover so tired?
When we meet again, I am no longer me. I just have the memory of that "me".
Regret is of no use. That "I" has long been wiped out.
Purpose: Having no desires or seeking is the highest state in life