There was a hint of contempt and alienation in the man's eyes.
One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and his appearance became a storm in her life.
Life is as gorgeous as summer flowers, and death is as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves. She bloomed hard in the lush early summer, but when late autumn came, the bleak autumn made ripples in the pool. The remaining memories of the unbearable past are blooming with thousands of flowers. Looking back in shock, I just ask that I never fall in love with you again.
Intention:
That move... Digital Four is also involved? ==