A word of helplessness and suffering in my heart.

With all kinds of helpless words in my heart:

First, what you call worthwhile, looking back, is worthwhile.

Second, the only thing in this world that can't be deceived is your own heart. It always exposes your joys and sorrows when you least expect it.

Third, hug yourself when you are tired, and coax yourself when you cry. You can't always have someone by your side. You should learn to love yourself.

Fourth, only naive people will be soft-hearted, and mature people are the most ruthless.

I want to plunge into your arms, smell your familiar smell and tell you the grievances these days. I miss you very much.

Six, don't drink more than six points drunk, eat more than seven points full, love more than eight points, but most people are often drunk, eat enough, and then love to be a fool.

Seven, the ending and the process are all there, and then entangled, even I feel greedy.

Eight, I told a lie and told everyone that I don't miss you and want to forget you. They all believed it, so did you, and even I almost believed it myself.

I propose a toast to you. I propose a toast to you. You accidentally walked into my life and quietly ruined my life. After drinking this cup, we won't say a word about love.

No one has ever seen deep-sea fish cry, so I don't think it will be sad. That's because it lives in the deep sea, and people can't see its tears.

Eleven, nothing is eternal, and nothing is long. Find an excuse and anyone can go first.

Twelve, I can't hide secrets, and I can't hide sadness, just as I can't hide the joy of loving you and the hesitation when I am apart. I'm so calm. You want to hurt, you hurt.