Secrets.
Too much for one, just enough for two, and none left for three.
To try to conceal it behind a translucent glass is tiring. Or should I say, adding legs to a snake (as directly translated from a Chinese saying). People are already making out the outlines, and no sooner will they make out the entire story by intelligent inference.
Then why, Miss Stupidity, do you make that attempt?
The reason is simple - I need someone to know, and I can't broadcast to the entire world. Because it's a secret.
Yes. It is never my practice to be explicit. So don't probe, alright?
Read, understand, infer.
That's what you do.
