I know my Bai Yueguang has someone else.
What I have always loved is the person who always rushes into my dreams to accompany me when I am exhausted by despair, helpless and lonely, and fall into the deep sea of collapse.
Closing his eyes, the figure wearing a white sweater appeared in front of him again.
The dimples at the corners of the young man's mouth were gentle and tired, and the shimmering water in his eyes was like the hidden dawn on a humid spring night.
"Alang."
"..."
They have the same voice and smile, the same personality, and the same name, but my lover will never come back.
……
Zhou Yunlang's voice came from the receiver, and I heard him ask me angrily: "Wen Ran, which muscle did you make the wrong move today?"
Perhaps what Zhou Yunlang didn't expect at that time was that his prophecy actually came true in the end.
Intention: A hundred years of life are both shorter than love and longer than love.