Sad parting is always painful, and tears quietly roll down the corners of the mouth. I always think of your lonely and persistent back, under a dim residual lamp. Chen Qing left resolutely and walked on her own path, which intersected with Xiao Yuluo's path, separated, and extended to different directions.
Decline, decline, Hu will not return.
Listen, who keeps humming in the distant clouds and falls into dreams for no reason?