At night, I tossed and turned, changed countless sleeping potential, did not fall asleep.

I hated her a little. If she didn't answer so clearly and simply, a little ambiguously and vaguely, I might give her another excuse to comfort herself, but now the question becomes obvious. She lives with others!

I don't know how to describe my mood. It's probably the feeling of wearing a green hat, but I'm nothing with her, and it's not green.

But I just feel real anger. It's a feeling of being deeply deceived.

But think about it again. Did she deceive me or was I deceiving myself?

I was so depressed that I...