I feel like I have spent half my life's sorrow and luck in exchange for ten months with you.
Then I spent half my life's love and heartbreak but failed to get you to look back.
I once asked the Lord, why would you let an angel suffer in this world?
Then I discovered that Satan is not like you, without a heart or emotions.
Xixi, we have been to Paris.
Walking under the iron tower on a road where no one knows us.
You put on one of your headphones for me to listen to, and put your left hand in my right pocket.
The sunshine slipped away, and the autumn wind turned yellow and fell to the ground.
Do you remember that song?
A very gentle French song.
The translation is called,
I love you.
We shouldn't have met at this time, it didn't matter whether it was sooner or later; it didn't matter to him or anyone else.
He shouldn't have been so kind to me, and maybe he wouldn't have such a depressed love for me anymore.
I shouldn't have longed for a moment of fun and a fleeting life with you.
Those who were not supposed to be saved only ended up in an even more endless hell.
It shouldn't be like this, Lin Bei.
Why you?
Lin Bei, I had a dream at night.
In the dream, there is the sea of flowers, the ebb and flow of the tide, and the stars that you mentioned.
We hugged each other on the sand and hugged each other heart to heart.
This is the first hug between you and me without blood and tears.
Linbei, Linbei, Linbei.
Say important things three times.
I love you too.