Some people are destined to leave, and no one can stay with you forever.
I thought I was Liu Sheng Yumo, but I am still Luo Yi.
The heavy rain was heavy, and the pure white umbrellas disappeared on the streets.
Before the words of redemption have been spoken, you have stopped looking back.
Dear child, why are you crying?
Maybe I'm tired...
We consume our hopeless youth day after day.
Wanton, bright, empty...