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I ask you, do you love me? You take my hands to your breast and tell me that you will love me as long as it keeps beating. You said that my happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy are all your concern, and every frown and every smile pulls you. I turned my face and let the tears flow. I love you too, but I can't tell you. The closest distance between you and me is that I love you and know that you love me, but I have to pretend not to care at all. You said, as long as I am happy, you are willing to do anything, I gently raised my sleeve to wipe the tears from the corners of my eyes. The dagger you once gave me turned around and stabbed into your heart.

She once picked up the paintbrush for him, She once rejected all love for him, She wants to see him, So, many years later, she came back.

Who are you? Have you forgotten me again? ... Actually, Love to the bone How could I forget