My name is Qiao Ling. I like to eat mint candies, smoke Black Stone Cherry, and like the taste of freshness and sweetness mixed together.
Chief designer of LING, a subsidiary of G. O. D. In my mind, it is not people who wear clothes, but clothes who wear them.
When I was visiting an ancient city, I met a man. I thought that we would never meet again, but the reality is...
You can't love me you have left me
When I wake up from the dream, I no longer wander
The stopped pendulum, the existence of tears
Proving that grief is not just an illusion
"I'm sorry, you can't love me..."
"You are not wrong, why do you need my forgiveness?"
"Forgive me! Please..."
"If my forgiveness will make you feel better, then I forgive you, Qiao Ling."
"Thank you, Lang Xuan."
I turned around slightly, Lang Xuan, you can't love me, but I have fallen in love with you...
You can't love me----milk coffee
PS: Updated every three days (the writing is stiff, there are many dialogues, and it's a bit childish, Amen!)
Because there is no outline, it is completely random, and the supporting roles are written upward...