Recycle Your Loneliness

"I like you!" She confessed loudly to him when they first met, in full view of everyone. Baffling. Thinking about it, he ignored it. "I like you!" Goodbye, she shouted like an oath, with a stubborn look on her face. The courage is commendable. He curled his lips and didn't respond. "I like you!" Seeing her again, she was enthusiastic and her eyes were filled with determination. Excess energy. Turning around, he left silently. After a long time, she will give up. After all, no one can bear such cold treatment. He thought, determined to be the cruel person. I have always believed that loneliness is the most suitable way of life for me. That "little" girl who only knows how to chase all day long is absolutely impossible to convince herself! "I won't allow your loneliness!" Turning a blind eye to his indifference, she insisted on intervening in his world. Snort! Tough? If he remembered correctly, this should be his adjective, right? What? Is she more domineering than him? Good! Let her see what it means to be truly domineering! Huh? Why does his bad temper evaporate quickly when he faces her, and even his cold words quietly increase the temperature? When did this change begin?