His face will be different every day
Only I can appreciate his fickleness
His indifference never hurt me
I have known for a long time that his smile is actually very reluctant
His lies will not be the same
He likes to disappoint me
Long boy, don't pretend
I see through your heart
The person he loves must adapt to his disguise
He who loves him must love to hear his lies
His lies will not be the same
His love is confusing
Long boy, go away
I won't go bad for you
I see through your heart
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