The wind blew down the fiery red maple leaves. When he picked up the maple leaves, her figure came into his eyes. From then on, she walked into his life...
When she hurt him the most, he said to her: "In this life, either you will love me all your life, or you will hate me all your life. Whether it is love or hate, I will never be a passer-by in your life!"
When he decided to take revenge and his friend asked, he smiled lightly: "Hate is also a kind of remembering, isn't it?"
When she collapsed because of him, he accompanied her from life to death and escaped from death. When his heart beat at the position of her heart and her heart beat at the position of his heart, he was willing to be a passer-by in his life!
I only hope that she can be happy!