At that self-righteous age, we all thought we would have a chance to do it again. But this world never gives people second chances. Those regrets eventually become a thorn in my heart, no matter how long it lasts, it hurts when touched. Only then did I realize that those regrets would never have a chance to be healed.
Then may you sit on the balcony forever, unstained by the wind and snow.
There are relatively few characters in this article. The early stage is relaxed and a bit funny. In the later stage, there is a knife, and it is a big knife, so be careful when opening it.
