[Second person, daily love, slightly sour, HE]
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You and your boyfriend have been having some trouble lately.
It wasn't a quarrel, it was just that both of them had a vague feeling that something was wrong with their relationship.
No one said anything first - they were afraid that the other person wanted to break up, but he didn't want to break up.
So we just pretended to continue getting along as usual.
…
Like an onion, the layers are peeled away from each other.
Care about each other's thoughts, speculate about each other's past, and doubt the common future.
I thought I had seen it clearly, but when will I really let go of my guard.
From falling in love to falling in love even more, I want to go on with you.
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You are perfect, he is chaotic;
You are hypocritical and he feels inferior;
He is flattered by your careful words and deeds;
You waste your efforts; he worries about gain and loss.
Love is an illusion when you are drowning.
(I found the spark notes of this story a long time ago and posted them here by the way. I wish you happiness!)
Intention: Love has many forms, please don't leave
