The sky is light blue, and large flocks of birds often pass by in overwhelming numbers, and silver-white wings often fly overhead.
So far away, suddenly so close. A moment of trance, a moment of bowing their heads, they were together.
On the day she received the letter from Fang Mengze, Xia Xin hid on the rooftop alone and cried. She huddled in the corner of the rooftop and watched the skylight disappear in a trance, streaking across her skin inch by inch. Meticulous, painful yet sobering.
She thought this was the so-called despair. In fact, despair was not the strong emotion that others said, but a kind of silent sadness that ran through her body.
Baby Annie's "Sobriety Notes" reads: Who is soberer than the other, so whoever is more cruel than the other.
Six years later, she returned as a strong person
But there is one more person beside her. She is no longer in the age of first love.
But I can't help but be crazy about him