The impoverished girl and the superior boy were originally two parallel lines that did not intersect, but one day they derailed and collided. Friendship, love, we still can't escape fate. A faint smile, a bright smiling face, and I fell into it. It turns out that loving someone gives him the right to hurt you, and you have to let go of your pride.
No matter how cleverly I smile, my eyebrows will be bruised. We still can't draw the missing circle…