Maybe you are not his first love and he is not the one who taught you how to grow up.
Twenty-two years ago, I got interested once
Little did he know that if we meet many years later and you leave your saliva on his shirt, he will chase you from Crete to Santorini to Beijing.
It has nothing to do with the shirt, it's just that I don't want to miss it again
"Su Mu, wake up. The wounds will always scab. Let me walk with you."
"Lu Huansheng, you are my good medicine"
There is no sleeping beauty and no prince
She calls herself the goddess of sleep
Shot by Cupid's arrow in the hometown of Hiptos, the god of sleep
And someone will always kiss her awake, heal her wounds, and start over.