He is her faith stone, arsenic and warmth.
She was his faith stone, his spark, his light.
We also chase youth under the sky and embrace the world in anger countless times. We live in hatred, jealousy, love, self-righteousness, and imaginary eternity.
"What! Yes! I pushed her! I hate her, I'm jealous of her, I hate her! She's dead, I'm very happy!"
"Jiang Yaoyao is the real murderer in this case.
Chief Judge, my interrogation is over. "
That year, it was their memories and their time that dissipated in the wind.
"Indeed, I committed perjury. I was the one who killed the person."
"Gu Heng! Shut up! Who told you to speak! Presiding judge, it's not like this, it's not like this!"
That year, he accepted it calmly.
That year, she was hoarse and hysterical.
After all, at the age of nineteen, who was whose salvation?
Youth, we cry like this. Maybe we have joined hands, we have been crazy, and we have vowed never to forget. But as time goes by, we realize that those people, those times and memories are the trustworthy stones given to us by the world.
Liangsou sincerely presents——"The Letter Stone"