Life is short, half life is fireworks and half life is dazzling, and the whole life is confused.
When he is here, you are cheating on him.
When he died, you said he was a lucky person. I think you already know who is sincere and who is a lucky person.
The body is like a mayfly, existing in heaven and earth. If we meet, we will know each other. If you are determined and have no feelings, why should you give him hope?
I am lucky to gain it, but my life is lost to me. The luck I have in three lifetimes is nothing more than this...
He said: I have loved, been infatuated, waited, and suffered, but I cannot hate.
The flowers have fallen and the people have passed away. What can I do if I can't bear it anymore?
I will devote my whole life to you. The battlefield neighs, you fight against me, and the old age turns gray. Who are you working so hard for?
But you betrayed him and said you regretted loving him. How could he bear it?
There is nothing to worry about anymore. If you don't want to see her, just spend the rest of your life for yourself!
He has been pretentious all his life, his heart is higher than the sky, and he is full of arrogance. But why did you meet him?
This is just the tip of the iceberg, not worth mentioning. But fooling, killing, poisoning, and accompanying each other. Just to get him a word of thanks.
Little do you know that he has already entrusted you with his sincerity. With a smile but no words, a lifetime of tenderness, just for you.