The girl I met while smoking on the rooftop who wanted to commit suicide turned out to be...! What's even more unexpected is that I will actually have to live with her in the next few months? ! This is a plot more bloody than a soap opera!
A few thoughts after falling out of love, just to commemorate the unforgettable, vigorous and sudden forty days.
In fact, the saddest thing is not the fortieth day, but the forty-first day.