Maybe life is so capricious. It is extremely difficult to find a true and pure love of your own in this modern metropolis. When you really find it, you find that the person you love is indeed a wishful wolf. There is a huge difference between dreams and reality. I don't know when I will wake up from my dream. Maybe this is a kind of wrong love. The storms made me suffer all the hardships and torture on the road of love, but in the end it was a heavy price. The inner pain, contradictions and entanglements finally made me embark on a road of no return. The story is based on my own personal experience as the original version. I hope everyone will like it. . . . . .
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