Love is wonderful, love is powerful.
Because Lu Linqian loves Xu Zhaozhao, he will fall in love with the books she likes, he will fall in love with her family and friends, he will fall in love with the tastes she likes, he will fall in love with the songs she likes... He will fall in love with everything about her, and then he will fall in love with everything he sees about her, and will think of her.
In the dream, the corners of Xu Zhaozhao's eyes were moist, and tears fell silently, wetting his cheeks all the way to the pillow.
In the dream, Lu Linqian said before entering the door: "We are on different paths, but I want to follow you so much."
He went back to the room and took out a notebook and wrote, "I can also walk a long way alone, but I want to walk with you. I'm afraid that you will be alone and helpless..."
The night was already dark, and Lu Linqian was sitting alone in a dark corner, drinking one glass after another of strong drinks. His eyes were blurred, his cheeks were red, and he looked a little drunk.
Suddenly, he put down the wine glass suddenly, clenched his hands into fists, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes. His voice became hoarse and trembling, as if every word was squeezed out from the depths of his heart.
"I'm waiting for a sincere and patient person. It's impossible in this life. Xu Zhaozhao, I really love you." He murmured in a low voice, his voice full of helplessness and despair.
Although I have regrets about loving you, I never regret it.
Xu Zhaozhao said affectionately: "Lu Linqian, I will love you in this life."
