The swallow is flying, and its feathers are missing.
The son returned home and was sent far away into the wild.
I can't even look forward to it, and I cry like rain.
The swallows are flying, and they are flying.
When his son returns, he will be far away from him.
Looking beyond reach, I stood there and cried.
Love is like the force of gravity. Sometimes it has nothing to do with choice, but everything is determined.
But Fu Jinghan always felt that falling in love with Yan Fei was an accident. At least he had always been a straight man before and had girlfriends. He had never had the idea of liking a man. But Yan Fei just burst into his heart, like a devil's curse, telling him that he was the only one he could see and hear, eating up all his bones and blood, and taking over his soul.
Ten years.
Ten years have passed, but the loveliness remains unchanged, even more heart-burning and bone-burning.
The business tycoon is soft-hearted, the old woman is gentle and aggressive, and the genius boy is outspoken and awkward.
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Sorry, because I am not satisfied with the writing situation, I decided not to update it for the time being. The more I write, the more boring it becomes.
Intent: To express the depth and profundity of love