He saw her break up with him. He turned around and left her there crying like a tearman. He went over there, crouched down and dried her tears. They are friends who say nothing but friends. He loved her silently, rejoiced at her joy, grieved and sad, but she never knew, and only he was in her heart. He carried her gently into his arms and watched her cry like a child, feeling sorry for her inability to protect her. He rose up to buy her her favorite bread. But when he came to her, she left with stubbornness, and the bread was thrown over the ground, and she ran away, long-haired and danced in the air, and he saw her tearing her eyes down, looking at the bread covered in soil, strangling ... not everyone's heartache is understood。