Even though I knew that crying was redundant and meaningless, why couldn't I stop...
Gong Beiyao, when did I start to be unable to resist liking you again? Am I crazy, am I foolish, am I beyond help?
How could I... fall in love with you again.
How could I, after being so mercilessly, cruelly, harshly abandoned by you back then, still shamelessly, recklessly fall in love with you again...
I really despise myself, for still not giving up after being abandoned so many times, the me who secretly loves you.
I really despise you, no matter how much time passes by, you will absolutely never have feelings for me, you will never fall in love with me.
I really despise, knowing that you don't like me, yet still being unable to resist liking you.
I really despise us, never about love, yet always ambiguously so beautiful and real, always making one unable to resist fantasizing about a possible relationship.
But still, still, I really like, really like the me who can love you recklessly.
