She said she said she still loves me, but she just doesn't like me anymore.
After pausing for a second or two and taking a puff of cigarette, she said again, as if she didn't even know whether she liked me or not.
She said she didn't know when she couldn't even see through her own heart.
It rained all the time.
If I say let it go first, then let it go. Don't look for such high-sounding reasons.
We didn't see each other again for many years.
Intention: Sometimes our love is not controlled by ourselves, and we can't see why we love or hate it. When everything comes, we only need to face the sincere blessings honestly. Even so, inevitably, we will still cry, not only for her, but also for ourselves.