Your apologies, my wounds.
He was always your main theme, while I was just your accompaniment.
You were my everything, and I, not your only one.
I was wholehearted, you were heartless.
In this world, the most painful thing is to have fallen in love with someone infatuated with another.
Now, you tell me to stop asking... Stop what? What else can I do... You tell me, what should I do?
Wasn't what I did enough?
Initially, I wanted face and dignity, I was sorry, but when I finally saw you call me "Shi'er," I started suppressing my emotions, accommodating you. I watched as you were lonely and distressed over Han Chengchi, I stayed silent, When others disrespected you, I retorted without mercy. I protected you, cherished you, just hoping that by treating you well, maybe you would turn around and look at me.
The hurts you gave me were never disclosed, my love for you was ruthless.
Yet what did I gain in the end?
An apology.
A betrayal.
