You are the cinnabar mole in my heart, the white moonlight in my heart, my unattainable admiration, and my attachment for many years. These are the love words that Ning Qinghuan has hidden in her heart for many years and dare not say.
I use my life to pay tribute to my youth, and I use my future to pay tribute to my youth.
Dear young man, don't be sad because of my departure, I will protect you in a place you don't know.
I wish you a bright future without me
[Slightly scumbag and heartless prodigal son returns to attack]
Monsters like to cause trouble. Small abuse makes them happy, but big abuse nourishes their temperament.