Every night, the last person I see is you;
Good night is all the blessings I can give you.
I look up and see your hair lighting up my phone screen.
Gently, lightly, lining your eyes;
So beautiful.
Every night, I fall asleep with this scene.
In dreams, maybe I will see you,
Wantonly, I feel you caressing my hair;
Greedily, I spy on your cheeks, your smile, your tenderness.
I whisper in your ear, I love you;
My tears fall on your face, I love you;
My kiss is against the side of your lips, I still love you.
Because I know that when you wake up from the dream, you won't remember all this,
You will also not remember the heartfelt love words I said to you in my dream.
The first person I see at dawn will be you.
The Depression Club may be attacked by x-men who are wild and cute
Attacker: Wu Yan, 179cm, 69kg, pure and unpretentious.
Subject: Mo Wen, 175cm, 60kg, bohemian but able to act cute? ?
Mainly and passively, relaxed (probably), two-way secret love