Yanmo writes about tragedy for the first time, I hope everyone likes it...
Leng Yan: Oh, is that last look of yours telling me that you hate me? Do you hate me... Then hate me... Then you will still remember me, right?
Yan Mo: The wound you gave me in the end... Can't be healed! So you are not allowed to leave! I haven't punished you yet! Don't leave me! Come back! You come back...
Ai Meng: Just continue to be ambiguous... I can't accept your love, and I can't afford it. I'm sorry, Leng Yan, you have been taken advantage of by me! I'm sorry, Yan Mo, your injury... There will be another person to help you treat it... I'm sorry, the two people who love me the most
Who knows that tenderness after ambiguity is the sharpest knife, who knows that tenderness after ambiguity is the most violent poison, who knows that tenderness after ambiguity is the most incurable wound...