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How deep is love, how deep is hatred. When the tenderness in the eyes turns into indifference, when the hot gaze turns cold, when the familiar lips lightly open, that sentence is enough to make the world collapse, but it is too persistent, holding on to happiness that does not belong to oneself, and destroys the firm heart. Weeping with heaven and earth, I have let go, but still can't escape. The fate of turning back, the repeated stories, whether it is losing the heart, abandoning people, or everything is already destined.