When the first cut was made, it only cut through his arm, leaving a bloody scar.
When the second knife was struck, he had already knelt down involuntarily and tore the clothes on his back.
When the third knife struck, her heart-rending scream had become a bee-like buzzing in his ears.
...
The fourth knife, the fifth knife, the sixth knife, what blurred her eyes was the blending of blood and rain, and what ripped open her heart was him slowly, slowly, from standing to finally collapsing into the black soil.
He gave the last moment of his life to the only woman he loved in his life. His green eyes lost their sparkle, just like his hands lost the right to hold her forever.
Many times, many things make you feel that you two are destined, such as those accidental collisions and mistakes.
"Zhu Diandian, you are just a playboy."
Yang Zhen said that Zhu Diandian fell in love with everyone he met, and he was not angry.
"I'm really moved by him." Diandian lowered his head.
The two of them walked slowly like this, and she looked up at him with a look that was no longer familiar to her.
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