So often, I should have turned back, slowly turned around, and quietly walked into your arms, leaning on your warmth. But I'm afraid. I'm afraid I'll get used to it, only to be abandoned once again;
Perhaps nothing on Earth can withstand the test of time. Everything slowly disappears as time passes. By the time I want to turn back, it'll already be too late...
I feel that the content will be very complicated, I look forward to it!
Hehe, come on, come on!