C22 It was him

I cried myself to sleep.

He cried himself to sleep for the next few days.

Once upon a time, I would have felt that to love a person was to love, and to hate a person was to hate. It was too straightforward. How could he be so confused, loving and hating?

I really miss Lin Yan, I really want to. I also really hate Lin Yan, very, very much.

Xiao Huo gave me a feeling like Lin Yan