The mud made a white-collar floral dress and sprinkled the whole scenery with hair wadding, which was the gap of time.
The wound of the loser that no one cares about, study the ink carefully for the story, how to write it with shy grammar.
While there was no wind blowing, before anyone knew it, Ye Genli turned into lightning in vain, while there was still a place that she couldn't return to even if she tried her best, before they could call her queen over and over again.
She walked towards him, with a trace of deliberateness in the corners of her eyes, at a shoulder distance. He crossed the sea of people and stopped once in that head-on encounter. From then on, he became accustomed to looking back and chasing after him.
Fan Tingxing.
The world you live in must be sunny, because with you there is sunshine.
If I don't talk to you forever, if I don't wait for you to die, being able to cuddle up with you is romantic.
Seeing that you are confused in the world of flashlights, I will reach out to cover a paradise for you.
Leisurely.
Luo Jialiang.
Before I knew it, you were right next to me.
I can never stop because I never know who I want to stop for.
I always keep you in my heart, so I am not afraid of how long the future will be.
It has been so long that we have not easily promised each other and promised each other favor.
I try hard not to let it become a habit for you, but I still can't escape the expectation in your eyes.
No matter how the world changes in the future, I promise you, learn to be brave.
Luo Jialiang, I am brave.
Always be brave, thank you for being with me.