When I look back, there is no illusion.
A story of love and hate, three years later, the mysteries were revealed layer by layer, and the sadness and joy buried deep in the heart were once again revealed.
But this time, she is still her, but he has become him. Unknown to them, in fact, they have already met.
The unforgettable memory they once encountered is just a memory symbol that belongs to them, but how long will it take to find this symbol.
He turned his back. Say softly: "Remember, it can only be me."
She looked at his back, I know it can only be you, she thought in her heart, but she said: "Just treat me as dead."