I'm not born to laugh.
Affective disorder makes me like an empty house, the wind blows through it, leaving nothing behind. Until that person sat next to me - with his hair in a bun and an eye patch, with something in his eyes that I couldn't understand.
She thought she was getting closer.
Little do they know that what a person without emotions is best at is seeing through disguises.
Later, there were more and more people, and the house became more and more noisy.
Some people kill for love, and some people come out of the petri dish and possess the ability of Yulong. We read the news three times about someone floating in the river, someone's inheritance being robbed, and someone's company going bankrupt.
They say it's revenge.
I said, you guys broke in first.
Intention: A person who cannot cry teaches a person who cannot laugh: love does not exist until it is felt. Choosing to stay is the answer in itself.
