The day I was desperate, I sent a private message to the person who had loved me for six years.
She once earned a monthly salary of 3,000 yuan and supported my whole family in a sweltering attic house in Lingnan.
She traveled 3,000 kilometers from the icy and snowy Northeast to come to me, and stayed with me through countless late nights of collapse.
But that day, she only gave me endless silence, and even the cheapest comfort was stingy.
Snow cannot fall in Lingnan, just like her love will never fall back to me.
Intention: Love can transcend mountains and seas, but it is hard to compete with the secular world and the fleeting time. I just hope that we can be well and not worry about each other.