I once burst into tears, but now I have gone through all the hardships.
You can still see his innocent smile, and he is still the same as before regardless of the wind and frost.
Hatred made him grow step by step, and finally he stood upright and no longer feared.
Then the hatred became numb, and even the tears were reluctant to fall.
Flowers bloom and fall with a silent sigh.
The young man met him when he was walking forward filled with numb hatred.
Meeting him became his disaster.
Meeting him made his cold heart heat up again.
That time, there were many fallen heroes.
Glad to meet you.
And the moment he turned around.
But it is destined that we will reach the end of the world and the ends of the sea, vowing to remain unswerving.
Never let down the original you and me, which is the final story.
In fact, loving someone has nothing to do with gender.