Drunk

Does every love have to be gentle and affectionate between you and me? So why do we torture each other even though we love each other so much? Does every hatred have to be unforgettable and heartbreaking? Then why did she remain indifferent while watching her parents die in front of her eyes? The agave has lost its luster and made you and me drunk. Being drunk is also a sin. Reading this article a few years later, I found that it was difficult to continue writing according to the original idea. Maybe reading this article now is very cliche, but I still hope that I can write it with a different feeling. PS, it is indeed a bit irresponsible to keep updating old chapters. I admit it = =. But even if no one is watching, you can still enjoy yourself by doing nothing~