Everyone said that she had a bright smile and a cheerful personality, but he was the only one who could see the loneliness and negativity in her heart.
Everyone said he was cold, smelly and hard, but she was the only one who knew he was cold-faced and warm-hearted.
Everyone said that she was the little sun that warmed him. Only he, she knew, was actually the one who warmed her. . .
There have never been big winds or big waves, and there have never been small winds or small waves. Life is ordinary.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
