You are the one I hate.
You are my closest friend.
You have done something sorry for me.
I have also been hurting you subconsciously.
We hurt each other and relied on each other. In the end, we drifted apart like most friends in the world.
Disturbed. Envy. Vanity.
Because they are too close friends and know each other too well. Because I am unwilling to be the only one who is unlucky. Therefore, I cannot see you being excellent, I cannot see you being happy, I cannot see you being proud, I cannot see you being happy.
But when you are really sad, I am even sadder than you.
When I think of leaving here, the first thing that comes to my mind is you.
...
Now, Yicai. At this moment, I just want to say to you...
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