All the heartbeats finally turned into confrontation and hatred.
When we meet again after many years, those extinguished feelings are rekindled among the ashes and we reunite.
They broke up with each other in the middle of summer when they were seventeen, and they went separate ways.
After years of wandering in the sea of people and traveling on long roads, I know that the wind comes and goes, going around and around, and we will eventually meet again.
Qijiao Wangwei has countless tomorrows
Purpose: This article commemorates my youth, nothing more.