He,
I love money a little bit,
A little bit stingy,
A little bit tempered,
A little bit gentle again.
I just like to save messy people...
He,
A little bit cold and arrogant,
A little bit of a rogue,
A little bit profound,
A little more affectionate! !
He was impatient, but he always failed to understand, making him wait too long, but he did not dare to "attack"...
So there is only endless waiting...
And she,
Ten years of life and death. If you don't think about it, you will never forget it. Thousands of miles of lonely tomb, no place to speak of desolation. Even if we meet each other, we should not know each other, our faces are covered with dust and our temples are like frost.
At night, you suddenly return to your hometown with a deep dream. Xiaoxuan window, dressing up. They looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. It is expected that the place where the heart is broken every year, on a bright moonlit night, there will be short pine hills.