One Piece’s Strongest System

I can feel that my tears are devouring my heart, and also devouring my mask, that queen's mask, devouring my whole body.

That kind of heart-gnawing pain spreads all over my body. No one will stand by my side all the time, and no one will comfort me when I am sad. But the saddest thing is that it hurts me the most. Instead, he was the one who comforted me when I was sad.

That night, there was thunder outside. I am not afraid of anything, and I have never been afraid of thunder. But this time, the sound of thunder actually made me want to shrink into bed. The heart-wrenching pain made me I felt extremely helpless.

Finally, along with bursts of thunder, it began to rain heavily outside.

I rolled out of bed, slowly opened the door to my house, rushed into the rain, and prepared to take a good shower. Anyway, I didn't care about anything anymore. My heart was broken, so let others break with it.

The cold icy rain was grinding on my face, but I could no longer feel the cold, as if I had lost my intuition.

Because no matter how cold it is, there is no cold heart.

I was in the rain, drinking a little wine and singing a happy song to say goodbye.

Either laughing or crying coldly.

I'm such a fucking fool. I didn't even know I was abandoned. I spent a year stupidly with someone who didn't love me anymore. My fucking brain was blocked.

I complained hard to myself in my heart, and when I wanted to cry again, I found that I had no tears anymore.

When tears wanted to overflow, I never cried again because I was tired of crying.

Why did his loneliness make me shed tears? Why did his loneliness make me so sad that I rushed into the heavy rain half to death?

After crying enough, I returned home and wiped the water off my head with a towel.

Can crying be food? Can crying make all this happen again?

No.

Then what's the use of crying? What's the use?

Yeah, I know it's not worth it.

I didn't bother to change out of my wet clothes. I just felt drunk and a little drowsy. Finally, I staggered up to the room and didn't bother to cover myself with the quilt, so I lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

Crying is just making myself more miserable and letting tears devour me. I don’t want to cry anymore.

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