No matter how much Manshi tried to hide it, the pain was still painful, and having loved was always loved. The first thought is always unforgettable.
It is said that the flower of first love blooms brilliantly when it blooms and wilts when it fades. It blooms only once in a lifetime. Never results.
It is also like a blooming firework, so beautiful that it is short-lived, but can be remembered for a lifetime.
Who is to blame for missing the flowering period? But she just wants to protect these flowers all the time. Is that wrong?
Holding hands, no matter how cold it is, we still have to walk through the wind, frost, rain and snow.
No matter how late we meet, we will miss you day and night.
Hugs, no matter how little, must be loved for a lifetime.
Missing you, no matter how far away, must always be in your heart.
In the end, I had no choice but to give you the love you gave me. I have no doubt about it.
Waiting, no matter how lonely it is, is doomed to look forward to for countless long nights.