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    我想倘若人生还有一次机会，我不要在Ai他了，我累了

    IthinkifIhaveanotherlife,Iwon''''tlovehimanymore.I''''mtired.

    我曾以为有关於你的事我早已放下，可当我再次与你眼神交汇的那一刹那，我的心便溃不成军

    IthoughtIhadalreadyletgoofthingsaboutyou,butthemomentmyeyesmetyain,myheartbrokeintopieces.

    总说Ai你的人会将你一片片拾起拼凑完整，可现实之中难道不是Ai你之人伤你至深，信任之人最先於你身後T0Ng刀吗?

    Itisalwayssaidthatthepersonwholovesyouwillpickyouuppiecebypiedputyoubacktogether,butiy,isn’titthepersonwholovesyouwhohurtsyouthemost,andisn’titthepersonyoutrustwhostabsyouinthebackfirst?

    相机留不住时间，但至少在那一刻我留下了你

    Thecamera''