It's okay to deceive buddy. Just don't deceive yourself. It doesn't matter if you are cheated by you. Just haha. But I hope you can wipe the corners of your eyes after typing this paragraph and don't let your tears fall on the mobile phone screen. It doesn't matter, buddy, believe what you said. It can also give you a comfort, but it's almost enough to lie to your brother. Dude, you won't lose a piece of meat at once, but don't take yourself seriously. It doesn't matter if you are cheated by you, and the smile of my brother is over. It's really not my buddy who wants to break your Defence. You wipe your tears and think about it. Who will believe you except your brother?
You know that she won't have any junction with you. She may make friends with anyone other than you, and she may also show everything you know about her. She will laugh, cry, be sad, and have a normal but happy life. But you can't see anything except the way you have seen her.
She may also choose a wishful man from among her friends in the future. She will bloom her every side arbitrarily in front of him. She will stand on tiptoe in front of him to kiss his lips, bury him in his broad chest and act wilfully coquettishly, and bulge her cheeks to pretend to be angry. But you can't feel anything except to see her. I can't feel the warmth when I hugged her and the charming fragrance of my chest, I can't feel the gentleness in her ear after every lingering time, and I can't feel the fun of growing old with her and her children and grandchildren.
You have only seen her, but you already know what happened later, but you don't have your share.