When I No Longer Love You

In the hustle and bustle of midnight, there is a lot of entertainment and entertainment. Smiling faces came into view, like puppets pulled by the same perverse doll, with only expressions and no soul. Su Qingmo walked through the crowd in high heels, but the loneliness in her heart overflowed. Once the love once passed away, all that remained in my heart was the incomplete dignity and redemptive strength. Before she had time to experience the feeling of death, she was resurrected with full blood and ready to fight again. Killing scumbags, fighting mistresses, all without bloodshed; finding a career, raising children, all decathlons. Occasionally, when I look in the mirror to do my makeup, my face is still tender, my skin is still tight, the charm of my eye sockets is still there, and the enchanting corners of my lips are still there. On the left is the chic and comfortable bar owner Song Feifei, and on the right is the simple and kind-hearted intern doctor Ai Qing. They say three women make one drama. See how they stir up love affairs. When I no longer love you, you are no longer you, but I am still me.