Our love is losing little by little, like sand in our hands that cannot be grasped and cannot be found.
Please don't be nice to me when I'm about to give up. You know I'm hopeless, I'll be moved, I'll sink... But I know deeply: being moved can't replace feelings, and nostalgia can't bring me back to the past.
Our endless entanglements are still intertwined with each other, and we are wasting away in a sloppy way. Those pasts are like knives, welded in our hearts and deeply rooted.
Jiang Jinshu understood that everything related to Zeng was powerless, and Han Yixiu pushed her into the abyss with his own hands, so how could he be willing to let her go. "I can't stop the loss in time, so I'm willing to take responsibility for my profits and losses..." But Ash, I hate you so much, how can I give up here? Affection is not meant to be betrayed. How can I turn away and be a stranger? Don't be soft-hearted. My reservations will be remembered for the rest of your life. I don't need you to be poor or to feel lost. I want you to live a life worse than death, to have your heart broken and your lungs torn apart, to be destroyed forever, and to have your bones shattered and ashes thrown away! If you can't suffer more than me, then stay here!
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The heroine is not a love brain, she is a big boss
The heroine is not a love brain, she is a big boss