"Five years is a long time, enough for a person to become strong again. An Ye, you don't really think I still love you, do you?"
"Yaoyao, come back to me!"
"I really thought I was your angel. I tried my best to make you happy, but when you left, I was alone and sad for so long..." What I gave up all my youth in exchange for is coldness.
Countless fantasies, what would it be like if we met again? Like? Hatred? Or as calm as water.
When he stood in front of her again with his greenness gone. But she flinched.