I have lived my entire life in four worlds.
Every time you meet someone, there is another person living in your heart.
I never got picked first, but I waited until last every time.
After these walks, I returned to my room and found someone sitting outside the door.
How long he waited for me, I don't know.
All I know is that this time, I am no longer the last one to arrive.
Reader comments
The writing is poor and poorly written.
I only write what I want to write, and I try my best. There are many problems. I feel that every world is heavy. It is not a happy article.
Just ordinary daily life, but later it will be more verbose. A glass heart is not good-looking, so don't say it. [Cry][cry]
The writing is poor and poorly written. I only write what I want to write, and I try my best. There are many problems. I feel that every world is heavy. It is not a happy article. Just ordinary daily life, but later it will be more verbose. A glass heart is not good-looking, so don't say it. [Cry][cry]