Love, don't love.
I am Xiao Ai. After experiencing a paradoxical love with Lin Cong, I began to reflect and grow.
Listening to the music quietly, sitting by the window, the warmth of the latte spreads along the fingertips to the bottom of my heart. At this moment, my body became soft, and I curled up comfortably in the pillow, enjoying the quietness and indifference in this alone time. .
The appearance of Ren Cheng broke the calm. It was a very clean yet unruly face, with bright and slightly mature outlines. .
But at this time, I had already become well-behaved and no longer asked about cause and effect.
Time will tell everything. The result of doing something, the result of getting along with a person, or the result of living like this. . .