He said,
In those years when I lost you, my sadness was like water wrapped in elastic plastic film.
Every small inadvertent touch is an angle of inclination, and the painful flow of hydraulic pressure will bulge a fragile part of the plastic film, challenging the limit of my endurance.
I know that as long as I gently make a small slit on the plastic film, the sadness will flow and the vulnerability will drain away.
But I can't bear it. The only emotional feeling I have left is that you can shake my desolation and numbness. Even if my blood continues to tilt and hurt, I am willing to do so.
Please don't be so cruel, and exile me to a country of sadness and despair again and again.
She said,
Do you want to seek my forgiveness to relieve your guilt? Or do you want to continue the relationship, but after the eruption, you didn't have time to express the clean green throbbing?
You broke my heart and trampled on my self-esteem, and you still want to pick it up and use it as a filling sandbag for your emotional flaws?
Is this how I make you come and go when you call me? I'm not a believer, so I don't have the kindness to sacrifice myself to save you.
He said,
What are you doing? You've read too much of Yi Tian Slaying the Dragon and want to imitate Zhao Min to carve seals with his teeth? Am I your Zhang Wuji?
You don't have to work hard to follow him, you know that I am always behind you, and you don't have to work hard to pursue him.
Originally, I wanted to engrave S. M on the ring, but my Chinese and English names don't even have an M. What a pity!
Look at the dark circles under your eyes. We don't grow bamboo at home. I don't want to marry a national treasure home.
It turns out that the competition that started when I was young has never stopped.
At first, the three of them lined up in a row and stood in a line. Now the beginnings and ends of the lines intersected, and the three of them formed a circle.
No one can escape the entanglement...
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