Wei Ling once liked someone when he was young, but at that time he lived like a ghost and felt that he was not qualified to like him, so he hid his thoughts in his heart and tried hard to get enough of the person in his heart. But later he discovered that whether he likes or dislikes the person, it never depends on the reason, so he gave up and left.
Intention: I found that I was terminally ill, but found that you were too
