"Don't play tricks on me, you're making me hate you more and more," he said.
"In my three years of youth, my tolerance and tolerance were exchanged for your disgust?"
"Go away." He took a deep breath of cigarette and blew it out.
"I curse you to die a bad death without a burial place." Danfeng's eyes were still shining, no longer clear.
She turned around and left, quickly throwing herself into her work, numbing herself with work.
She said her goal was to earn enough money to find a nursing home and spend the rest of her life peacefully.
A long time later, there was already a suitable person beside her. Yes, it was suitable, not love.
She thought she could finally see the moonlight after the clouds cleared.
But God is so kind, how could he let you go so easily?