Jiang Zifeng sat on the pavilion on the rockery, surrounded by pairs of greedy eyes. The autumn wind carried a heart-piercing coldness, and a fallen leaf slowly fell in front of him. Jiang Zifeng reached out to catch the fallen leaf and murmured softly, "Where are the fallen leaves? Autumn is here. I have been waiting for this autumn since the last autumn!" Memories surged...
Ye Qiu said: "Don't be humble in every word. As long as the love is true, no one's love will be humble."
Ye Qiu said: "I don't expect Luoluo to turn around and wait for me. I just hope that he can slow down his steps for me, so that I can always follow him and not be left behind, let alone watch him disappear from my sight and leave my life, leaving me alone in the same place, stupid and at a loss!"
Ye Qiu said: "Love is a matter between two people. Even if no one is blessing us, even if there are rumors and rumors, as long as you and I have each other, we can still hold on until we grow old together."
Ye Qiu also said...
But where is the Ye Qiu who talked so much? Why can't it be found? Are they just like the autumn leaves in front of me, spinning in front of me and then drifting away in the wind?