My time
The lost time
Cut through one dull painful wound after another,
That midsummer
Su Banxia saw the man named Xu Xiangming
and the exquisite boy next to him,
From then on, the three people began to fall into
The fetters of fate are getting deeper and deeper,
But
The world of three people is too crowded
So; two people
What about the two people at the end of the feast?
So thank you for those forgotten days
Accompanying those flowers and rainy seasons, the pain grows.