The boy's eyes gleamed with a thin coolness, and the magnificent performance ended in youthful recklessness.

  The silence spread quietly, and the young man gazed at me with profound eyes, accompanied by some struggle and confusion.

  She cast a gentle glance, took a deep breath without leaving any trace, slightly opened her thin lips and spoke in a cool tone.

  "If everything is just because you love me, then this love... is the most undeserved and humble."

  I will not allow my love to have any flaws, any deception, or any hypocrisy.

  I don't know what method you used to make Banzhen tell a lie that you are the girl at the alley entrance.

  I don't know why you had a big fight with her friend, but I know that the girl I like is not such a hypocrite.

  A single sentence was like a wave of icy spray crashing against the castle walls, engulfing the entire fortress and occupying the citadel of despair.

  The air was thin and suffocating, the youth's bright eyes flickered with a faint chill, carrying the sorrow of late summer, spreading in the surging tide of his heart.

  I didn't know that black and white could be so turned upside down.

  Why can I only silently hide all the insults and humiliation in my heart?

  But she, who was once so arrogant and domineering, became an innocent victim of beating.

  He can so naturally call my love despicable

  He can trample on my self-esteem so openly and unscrupulously.

  It can also be so logically and thoroughly ignored everything I've endured.

  Outside the window, summer colors are swaying, the azure sky is clear and pure like a child's eyes, but all the beauty is distorted in a thin chill.

  The girl at the alley entrance... When did I mention a single word or sentence again?

  Why can others' one-sided words collapse all my goodness at once?

  Distorted facts are like an unbridgeable chasm, destined to separate the two into strangers from now on.

  "I said I didn't, do you believe me?"

  A bitter taste at the corner of his mouth, the temperature of the late summer breeze was a bit cool, and the arc passing through the air was somewhat bewildered.

  Another silent moment passed. The young man's thin lips pursed slightly, his eyes gleaming with a faint chill that I could no longer see through.

  The beating heart slowed down its rhythm bit by bit, freezing into ice.

  A boy with thin lips is also heartless, gentle as water in the next second can be strangers.

  Falling in love with such a young man is truly not right, shouldn't be blinded by his sweet words and gentle affection.

  "I won't allow any flaws in my love," perhaps for him,

  His love story was ruined from the moment I appeared on the scene.

  No matter how beautiful the performance is, everything becomes dull without Cinderella wearing glass shoes.

  The true face of love is unbearable, the desolation under the dazzling beauty is enough to destroy all the goodness that once was.

  "Alright... I'll just ask you one thing, have you ever loved me?"

  The last promise lingering in the air instantly froze at the moment when the boy opened his mouth.

  "The one I love has always been just that girl."

  He loves her, so I'm always wrong...

  A ridiculous identity is enough to make him stake everything, and for this he does not hesitate to promise forever to someone he does not love.

  The young man's love is too frivolous, and perhaps his youth and recklessness give him the capital to be unfaithful with a clear conscience.

  The sky I chased in my youth suddenly faded into gray.

  My heart is like being pierced by countless sharp needles, being gnawed by sorrow and despair until it's completely worn out.

  What was once a deep obsession was just a piece of sorrowful paper, all the efforts could be paid off with one sentence and disappeared without a trace.

  The beauty of infiltrating the atrium will eventually be forgotten on a somewhat cool day today, since everything can no longer be retrieved or resolved.

  Then let the pain be more real, let those eyes that are blinded by love be filled with more melancholy, and use up all the sorrow of this life.

  "Yes, I am that despicable and base, just as you said, a hypocritical girl wearing a mask."

  Everything was my meticulous plan, from the encounter with you, every encounter with you is under my control.

  Step by step, watching you fall into the net, watching her in a daze

  This game started by you will finally be controlled by me, only because we are both fools blinded by love.

  The semi-clear sky was forced by me, the person was hit by me, the water was poured by myself, and the rumor was also spread by myself.

  Everything is my bitter plan, but it's ridiculous that no matter what, there's still nothing to gain.

  You still love her old you, I am still the self-deceived me.

  "How's this, are you satisfied with such a response? Does this 'real' me seem somewhat unfamiliar?"

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