The fragrance is floating, and there are purple wisteria flowers hanging in front of my eyes, with big bunches shining. Under the shade of the tree, there is a boy in black clothes, bending down and not knowing what he is looking for? Suddenly he raised his body, waved his hand, and a purple brilliance flashed in his hand~~~~~~~~~~~~
However, when the scene changed, it turned into a boy in purple clothes. I vaguely seemed to see the boy's thin back shaking constantly. Was he crying? The girl wanted to stretch out her hands to comfort her, but the moment she was about to touch him, the boy turned around. His eyes were full of emptiness, and he looked at each other with an unfocused look of hatred. Then he spat out his thin lips, "I hate you!"
She thought she was lost, thought she was letting go, and she recalled the unwillingness and humiliation. In the end, she turned her back on the boy who had always been unruly and unruly, but she was destined to be entangled with him for the rest of her life.
The hatred washed away by a storm, in order to retaliate, he snatched away the enemy's boyfriend, but he could not restrain his obsession. Maybe the moment we met, it was already the past and present life, that half-joyful and half-sorrowful struggle, confused, will you love me forever? You will never leave me for the rest of your life! If you love me, don't leave me? Okay?