The mother who died young, the devil's father, the lonely life experience, and the broken him. There is always someone waiting for Zuo Jun in his destiny, and that is Lin Yi.
After saying goodbye without saying goodbye, we met unexpectedly. He stumbled towards her, and she fell in love with him belatedly. The setting sun is obsessed with the orange sea, and the evening breeze is obsessed with sincere love.
He pulled her into his arms, held the back of her head with one hand, and took a deep breath, which was fragrant and sweet. He closed his eyes and bit her lower lip gently with his teeth. Lin Yi's swollen eyes seemed to be dripping with water, lusting after the warm embrace at this moment.
"Get married."
"Okay."
From now on, there is no separation in life, only farewell in death.
Later.
There was blood at the corner of his mouth, and he endured the pain to comfort him. There was only a heartbroken girl in his blurred vision.
The girl's face turned slightly pale. She kissed his tombstone and wiped away the soil on his tombstone. Her tears were filled with the bright young man who smelled of mint.
You said you would accompany me year after year and listen to my thoughts, but you died in the year when I loved you most.
