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He always indulges in his own infatuation, imagining that she also has an infatuation; But she was more than just his, just as he failed to appear in her dreams; Therefore, it is absolutely necessary to act on occasion. She couldn't cry a single tear, knowing that she couldn't regret the past and chase the future; he loved her without any defense and would never die, but she wanted him to forget; She smiled and turned around to separate from him, but Missing looked away. He is the persistence born from her every frown and smile, and she is his endless lovesickness that can be painted in every stroke of his painting; She was just the end of the world that he had lost within easy reach. He finally forgot the joys and sorrows that had nothing to do with him, but he remembered the burning gaze between her brows and eyes; She once closed her eyes and thought quietly, but she was still willing to let him become the lover in her heart; She sealed her love and hate into letters and stored the past, but she could not forget him; In their respective obsessions, he lost to her, and she lost to time. Perhaps if they miss each other less, they can grow old separately and have no starting point; Many things can only be understood through experiencing them, and they will be unforgettable and deeply felt; Only when you have hated can you know that you cannot let go, and only when you have loved can you know that you can never let go.