When pure love, lust, sex games come to an end step by step. No matter how beautiful things are, I have eaten too much and want to vomit. The escape, entanglement, and torture between them are horrible.
When compromises, self-sacrifice can't keep the weary lover, once beautiful and confident, she madly abandoned dignity, self, and even sanity, which made me creepy.
When he became bored, he only had disgust and fear for her, and whether she was just obsessed with him.
Faced with the follow-up events left over by love, they are at a loss.
He will lose her sanity and coax her into a flight that she doesn't know where she is going to fly.
And she imprisoned the paralyzed him, humiliated him, and made friends with him or her in front of him.
The crazier the love dies, the more suffocating.
There is no way to go to the end of love.
But the most frightening thing is that when these two lunatics elegantly told their love story to a pair of ordinary couples who looked like guests, their love also destroyed the other two people.
This is the most extreme love truth I have ever seen.
Love cannot withstand temptation, temptation, and teasing. Love is like a naked baby, so fragile that it can't stand a little bit of bacteria, viruses, pollution... Even if you wear the coat of habit, familiarity, affection, and responsibility, you can always blind your mind to take off for a moment and enjoy the excitement. After the happiness and joy, wear the regret of the left hand and the guilt of the right hand to wear it back.
Don't pursue the truth.
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