You are like a bright light that illuminates my whole world, warms my blood, and even boils. But no matter how hard I stand on tiptoe and look up, I can't see your starting point; no matter how hard I run, chase, and search, I can't see your end point. Later I found out that you illuminated more than just me and warmed me more than just me. It turned out that all this was my own fault.
I fell in love at first sight just by passing by. I couldn't let go of my self-esteem and was afraid of rejection. I pretended to treat everyone equally. Every time I gave you a piece of my love, I had to make fake copies and spread them to others. You are the center of all this. Why don't you understand?
"Mr. Tang, I discovered... A secret of yours"
"Miss Meng, I also discovered... A secret of yours"
"You are the lady," someone retorted with his brain twitching again.
