The ticking sound, are you crying or am I missing you...
It turns out that all this is my wishful thinking, and you have never cared about me. I am not that important in your heart. My heart cannot melt your hatred, and we are destined to have no fate. . . .
Looking at their love and hatred with a smile, can her heart melt his hatred? Please look forward to their poignant love fairy tale. . . . . .