When you and I first met in the snow, there were no flowers, no clouds, only boundless snow. You dug me out of the snow and gave me a new life, and I want you to never be lonely again. Countless stories of sudden separation spread, but only because of your words, "Crying is for children, Xiao Sheng should grow up." I became strong and never cried again. The glory of the apocalypse makes you show off. Although you have met and fallen in love with someone else, I still haven't cried. It's just that I killed her... And we have been bound for a lifetime...
But I don't regret it. Anyway, the blood has stained the love between my fingers. What does it matter whether you hate it or not?
In the past, when you and I first met, the flowers had not bloomed; now, when you and I parted, the flowers had already faded.
In the end, she failed to catch up with the flowering period, but the flowers bloomed, and she did not regret it...
She was speechless.