At a quarter past eight, the bustling streets looked dazzling under the bright lights.
I am used to walking on this street holding you with my left hand, so that you will be closer to the location of my heartbeat.
A cup of warm milk tea and your favorite donut, simple and sweet.
You smile mischievously, as playful as the warm sun in winter.
An inadvertent look back brought me unforgettable thoughts, and the thoughts of 365 days and nights flooded my heart. Two calm and frosty lives finally came together under the favor of fate. A sudden illness made my love for you stronger.
There is no light in my world, but with you, there is light.
No matter how delicious food is, it always has a shelf life, but my love for you does not.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
Reader comments
To be honest, with your ability to write a running account, you can finish the book in 50,000 words.
It's very uncomfortable to watch, most of it is nonsense
To be honest, with your ability to write a running account, you can finish the book in 50,000 words.
It's very uncomfortable to watch, most of it is nonsense