Lu Chenyao never thought that he would be with a man and love him so deeply, nor did he think that worldly words could be so bad and stubborn.
"Chenyao, I love you, but I'm afraid."
"Do you think the sincerity of the two of us alone can change everyone's opinions? Stop being so naive, okay!"
Ran Heng left. The paper airplane in Lu Chenyao's heart fell to the ground, and all the whispers turned into wind.
Purpose: Thoughts must progress
