"Ling Li'an, you don't love me at all, why do you spend so much money and material resources on me?"
Nuan Nuan looked up at the man in front of him who seemed lazy and indifferent. Just like the shocking visual experience when he saw him for the first time, he understood deeply that he was not as harmless as he looked.
Ling Lian's lips curled up slightly, and his eyes fell lightly on her, seemingly gentle and emotionless.
There was only calmness and irony in those eyes.
"From now on, we each have our own destiny and live on the run. Let yourself go and let me go."
Late at night, she was exposed. She roughly wiped the crystal tears on her face, slowly backed away, carrying her luggage in her hands, and merged into one body in the darkness until she was no longer seen.
There was finally a hint of expression on his face. He lowered his eyes and looked at the hairpin that was stuffed into his hand. He finally raised his eyes to look in the direction she left. He stretched out his hand, but only touched nothingness. Finally, a teardrop as bright as a diamond fell from his eye socket. He bent down deeply and squatted on the deserted street.
"Warm, why do you call it warm?"
Is it because you are really warm?
Is that why I hug you and can't bear to let go?
It's a long story.
A story about Ling Lian and Nuan Nuan.
From now on, everyone I fall in love with is like you.