It's not that I don't love you, I just don't know how to express my love for you. Maybe I used the wrong way.
My coldness is not because I hate you, my silence is not because I find you annoying, and my lack of retention is not because I don't care.
Their breakup three years ago had caused heavy harm to each other. She cried, and so did he.
That is their regret.
He finally understood what "heartache" meant, and he never thought that the departure of a woman would bring such a big change to his life. . .
Three years later. She is still herself, so lively, cheerful and innocent. But he has undergone tremendous changes.
The handsome young man in the past has become the cold-faced BOOS he is today. ． ． Love is love, he won't hide it anymore.
And just by chance, they met again. Was it God's deliberate arrangement? They also
Do you remember each other? Is the final ending a comedy or a tragedy? Please look forward to it!
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