"Chen... Chen... Answer me, am I important to you?" The soft voice, as sweet as glutinous rice candy, lingers in the ears, lingering, and when you close your eyes, you can even see a sweet and elegant smile, and shining crescent-like eyes, blurry but profound!
Suddenly, he opened his dark and deep eyes and stared sharply at one place. The resentment, pain, and anger in his eyes were entangled and entangled, making people shudder! He always likes to torture himself unscrupulously with the past that he can't go back to, and he won't let himself go until the pain is so painful that he can't breathe, as if the more pain he has, the more he can prove that he is alive!
That's why he once fantasized about how a person who is so small can fight against fate. Just like the rain will eventually fall, the scorching sun will eventually set in the west, and the migratory birds will inevitably fly away. This? Knock? Guest blowing Ne baked Ying? Soil? Bake? Ji condemned Miao model? Fierce leftovers???