Her tears fell drop by drop. He could see clearly in the dark, but he couldn't say anything and could only watch silently. From the age of fifteen to twenty, he had always been waiting like this, never changed, and never spoke.
Your joy and sorrow are always in my heart, and I never talk about them.
Your growth and changes are always in my writing and I never mention them.
There is a generation gap at the age of three, and he is five years older than her. She has always been his little sister, and there is nothing else or anything else.
Lin Hua watched Gu Xiaoxiao cry, beat the branches feebly, and then walked away silently.
The person who made her cry was not him, and the person she cared about was not him. Hangzhou and Wuhan were far away from each other. He came here, unable to bear the longing in his heart, just to take a look at her, but she cried.
One person comes silently, one person leaves silently.
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