The setting sun chases the light clouds, and the passing years can be read with ease. The withered trees are whirling in the autumn wind, and the memories are heartbroken.
I won't hurt you, you can come with me and I will take care of you. My surname is Su and my given name is Zixin. From now on, you will follow my surname and call you Su Xiaoyi.
I like you, can we be together forever?
You will regret it.
I hate you, but I hate myself for falling in love with you even more.
From now on, Su Xiaoyi will no longer exist in this world.
The wind is sad, the rain is sad, the world is as quiet as a pool of stagnant water; love is sad, tears are sad, but we have known each other before.
Su, where will my love be carried if you are not here?
Sue, my debt (beloved).
Sue. —