Why do women always say what they mean? They say they like you, but they always do the opposite in their actions?

Love means that when he is around, he is the only one in the eyes; when he is away, everything has his shadow. I like it when I suddenly think of him while reading a book late at night, imagine what he is doing now, and feel a light warmth in my heart, but I never take the initiative to call him. After a few minutes, my attention was attracted by the plot in the book again! Love is in the lonely night, longing comes like a tide, I hold the book in my hand but I can't read it, and I wonder in my heart whether he is still there at this time. When you work overtime, whether you have eaten dinner or not, are you thinking about yourself as much as you are thinking about him? What I like is that when discussing problems with him, I will get red-faced and argue, neither giving in. I act like a hedgehog in front of him and never admit defeat, but in my heart I have already secretly Admire his insight and talent. Love means hoping that he will be in step with you and be connected to your heart. A joke he may say unintentionally can make you feel depressed or even bring tears to your eyes. In front of him, I was never defensive. What I like is to send him a text message when I’m out and tell him the weather here is nice, then turn off my phone, play wildly alone in a different place for a week, and then suddenly appear in front of him with a tan and startle him. Love is wanting to be with you wherever you go. You can stand on the beach and call him on the phone and let him listen to the sound of the waves; you can also stand still for a long time because you see a figure that looks exactly like him on the street in a foreign land. What I like is that when I'm hurt, I don't want him to see my fragile side, so I quietly wipe away my tears in front of him, and turn around, still looking happy and strong. Love is when you are wronged, crawling on his chest and crying, telling him all your troubles without pretense or worry, and eager to get comfort from his arms. Love is listening to him tell interesting stories about his childhood, and then haha Laughing, there was an inexplicable feeling in my heart. Love is listening to him telling interesting stories about his childhood, and then smiling slightly, and feeling even more pity for the man in front of him who used to be so naughty and mischievous! Love is meeting him in the corridor, saying hello to him happily, and exchanging a few simple words. When I passed by, I saw the bright sunshine outside the window, and my mood improved for no reason. Ai saw him in the corridor, pretending not to care, but as he passed by, he carefully felt the trembling air around him, so he couldn't help but look back! Ai saw him walking hand in hand with another girl. However, I feel a little pain in my heart, but I will soon smile towards the rising sun again. Love is a game that you cannot afford to lose. After giving it all, what may be left is just a scar engraved in the bottom of your heart!