It was snowing that winter, with his hair tied up in white clothes and an oil-paper bamboo umbrella. Although he was indifferent and empty-eyed, it became an inseparable dream in her heart. Giving up everything like a moth rushing to a flame turned out to be a worldly joke.
"Twenty years later, I realized that in this world, love cannot control a person's life."
I once loved you madly, but in the end, I died with just a handful of loess.
Mission: The world is more than love