Who gave you the right to hurt me again?
I am single-minded, sincere, just to change you a look back, but in countless times tore my heart and lungs, I got an indisputable fact:
He just doesn't! love! you! nothing more.
How can someone who loves you be willing to make you sad and cry?
Ignore you, yell at you, be hot and cold to you... That means he's far from what you think your lover will look like.
Aren't the people who love you afraid that you're hungry and tired and angry? Don't you want to see you with you all the time?
Otherwise, why do we come up with the phrase "one day is like three autumns apart"?
Yes, the best look in love is to be together.
Can't be together, that's also my heart, always thinking of you.
What can be understood is always a minority.
And I, in years of day-to-day suffering, still fantasize about your response.
However, amorous, always empty of hatred.
Xu Zhimo's love for Lin Weiyin is only his solo dance.
No matter how brilliant it is, it can only be like fireworks, and after a few seconds of brilliance, it will return to eternal darkness.
Love that does not respond, but also to be trampled, to be hurt, that can only be let go, never love again.
You can love yourself so much; I can't touch you with all my energy and effort, so I still have to be myself.
I finally understood that the culprit for letting you hurt again and again was actually myself.
"Seven points for lovers is enough, leaving three points to love yourself." Master Tu Lei has long pointed out the way for men and women in love.
Yes, you never have another chance to hurt me.
From now on, I want to be good to myself.
Love yourself, and the people who love me.