Naturally susceptible to direct attack
The heartbeat of first meeting, the honey pot of falling in love. Why on earth can we really forget everything in the past when we are strangers?
The fog will dissipate, the clouds will disperse, and so will love, right?
The clouds will come sooner or later, but my love for you will not.
"I'm sorry that I came back late. This time, I won't let go again, not anymore."
Author Weibo @Guasche
I hope everyone will take care of me! I will work hard!
Intention: Just be happy
