Loving someone lasts too long;
Hating someone is too tiring.
The young man under the sun had a warm smile on his face, but little did he know that what was revealed under the sun was biting darkness.
From love to hate, and then from hatred to less, he will no longer hate.
I wish I had never met. Once we meet, that's the beginning.
If there is anything in the world that Xiao Yue deserves to miss, it is a group of white pigeons under the warm sun.
The frail young man, standing under the warm sun, looking through the group of white pigeons - thought, at least, the memory he gave me was still beautiful.
In short, this is just a short article I wrote when I was depressed during my free period. Sadomasochism is so deep...
Please forgive me for being in a bad mood at the time, so this is a tragedy!
Conception: