From unfamiliar to familiar, all it takes is one glance.
From familiar to unfamiliar. Wait until she can't see him, and he can't see her. Don't think about it. Just unfamiliar.
But it is indeed the road to heaven and hell. The memories take root and no one can forget it.
I said, "It's just because you can't get it. Actually, this is a curse. You have to get rid of it. You don't love me."
I begged him: "Mr. Wen, please let Yanshang go."
He still didn't let go of Iwagami. I thought about Yan Shang's various depressions and decadence, but I didn't expect that his self-esteem was so deep in his bones that he had no intention of living. I don't understand, after death, life is over, thoughts are gone, there will never be happiness or sadness, and I feel chills in my heart just thinking about it, why can he continue to die. Definitely.
I'm sure he doesn't love me or anyone else in the world.
And I love many people, but after all, I can't love myself more than I love myself.
Mo Yan said: "In May, we must live no matter what. Living is better than dead. We can see the sky, the earth, and you."
This story is purely fictitious, and most of the companies with various place names are fictitious. Please ignore it.