King of Net's Scenery

The past life is like dust, the wind is pure and the clouds are clear; it doesn't matter who she is, and it doesn't matter who he is; what matters is that she found him; he kept her... How I want to have everything that I want that doesn't belong to me; How I wish you could be by my side like the wind when I'm wandering alone; How I wish you could give me some care and greetings when I am lonely; How I want to have, even for a moment... The crystal-clear tears shed for me... Every time I wake up in this world, She believed it was just a short journey; And in every happy dream, But she claimed that that was her life. So, Every drizzling winter day, Or the scorching sun in midsummer, When she woke up, she took off her makeup, A cup of tea, a faint fragrance, Describe her dream of love with a smile. Let me explain in advance that the author of this article may update it from time to time, but it will never be a trap! This article takes an ambiguous route, and the protagonist is not omnipotent. The ending may be divided, but the current tendency is to be one-on-one, and there may be a trend towards forbidden love. . . The author's wish: Please leave a paw print for everyone who comes in. There is no need to rate, just leave a message! PS: Novice in the first part, the real content is in the second part! You can skip the first part!