Some people say that love is like an oil painting, the painting is painted slowly, and it is endless!
Some people say that love is like cabbage in boiling water - the longer it lasts, the more fragrant it becomes!
Lin Nan said, love means endless longing, the more suffering! At the end of the day, the world is so close, or so close! Not much to say!
The right time, the right place, and... The right person!
Nanxiang said, love is so close in front of you, but you can't touch it, and you torture each other! Until they were getting farther and farther away, they couldn't let go, so they chased each other.
Whether it's the end of the world, so close, or the end of the world!
If it's an inch close, then the horizon I allow is only half an inch!
"You always say that we are so close to each other..."
There was a slight sob, and Nan Xiang paused...
"I won't refute you, but I will put some distance between you...
What if we were so close together?
Listening to Yue's cries that he couldn't suppress despite his efforts, Nanxiang couldn't help but hug her into his arms, his voice was slightly hoarse.
"One inch is so close, half an inch is so far away, so the baby will never be able to break away from my arms."......