A Road Strewn with Roses

It's hard to have a good ending if you have different personalities~

One doesn't say anything, the other waits for others to say.

After the age of 30, you really won't be emotional when things happen. You will have a dialogue with yourself to find out what you really want, and then give it a try. The final outcome is to do your best and let nature take its course.

I can't pick it up and I can't let it go. It's myself who suffers.

Da Da, who was the first to come to Jinjiang to pursue articles, suddenly saw it again today, and I felt in a daze. It has been ten years ago.

Author, do you still remember that there are countless cute girls waiting to become aunts, but they haven't waited for you yet?

Damn it, don't you want to write about the intersection of memory and reality?

Da Da Da is back?!

The man is too deep, you have to say it out if you like him, otherwise how could there be an ending?

It turns out that love is like this, itchy, cheap, and so willing. I wish I could melt, become, and be replaced. Haha~ It's better to feel happy~