This article is a revised version of "Where the Flowers Fall", and there will be major changes to the original writing.
At that time, he said: In the past two years, I just acted with you.
Is it because his acting skills are too good, or is she too stupid? She once asked him: Has there ever been a little bit of true love?
He blurted out: No.
Her heart was suddenly shattered. She walked past him with a smile on her face, and then drifted away, with tears on her face.
The heart-wrenching pain lingered in dreams and reality, and she tightly guarded her scarred heart in the deep corners.
She thought she would never be sincere again in this life.
However, when she faced him again, her heart, which had been dusty for many years, was still uneasy. . . . . .