If you are the tearful shooter
I'm the one
The white bird determined not to dodge anymore
Just waiting for the arrow to break through the sky
Cum into my already broken chest
If you were the only one in this world
The only shooter who can hurt me
Go and spend all your youthful years
All the unforgettable joys and sorrows
It's like the last cloud
Hidden in the infinite blue sky
Then let me die by your hands
It's like finally being able to
die in your arms
The story of four people is always incomplete because one person is missing;
The shortcomings of three people are destined to cause one more person to die in this life.