"I'll just laugh for you if you want me to."
At that moment, he held me in his arms and said in a cold tone that he would not compromise. When we met for the first time, the cold and cold man was wearing a blue robe, with a dark green headband on his long braids. Standing under the tree, he did not look like a mortal. He opened his thin lips lightly and asked:
"What's your name?" His dark eyes were like fine ink stones.
"You know what?" I said, "I don't understand you."
After hearing this, he remained silent for a long time and then gently tugged his thin lips and said softly, "I don't understand you either."
It was only a long time later that I realized that what he did was all for my own good.
Intention: love
