"I... Thought about it for a long time. You are still young, and maybe you will gradually find that I am not the best, so..." He raised his head and looked at him, his eyes as serious as ever.
Time is the cruelest dividing line in the world. You can't go back or cross it.
Love, maybe that's it.
When care becomes a tie, it can no longer be related to happiness.
"What's wrong? What did I do wrong? Ozawa, tell me and I will change it." He was still so gentle.
"This time I'm not losing my temper and breaking up with you. I'm really serious. We don't want to see each other again."
He said nothing.
He turned around.
He didn't hold back.
I have experienced your tenderness, so my memory will not be blank. Life will eventually return to reality. None of us can live only for love forever.
Sorry, there's really nothing I can do.
Goodbye, Fu Yanyu, goodbye.