The night does not turn to cold, but sinks into it until there is no escape...
The cold does not fade in the night, but grows disorienting until all sense of self is lost...
Three years ago, she was still a girl, innocent and young, while he was a mysterious man...
They met because of a misunderstanding, and parted because of one, too...
Three years later, she turns back, and he looks back. Can their fate continue?
Love and resentment, emotion and reason: which is right and which is wrong?
Before love, the answer is powerless...
I hope you’ll leave a comment or two... If it’s not good, I’ll keep that in mind next time!
At least give me some motivation to keep writing...
Theme:
The perfect ending, not bad. . . Like
You are such a treasure. You don't have the bad habit of V-text. Please carry it forward.
I won't hate you, it's very well written!
Why are there so few people? Let me take a look!
Hey-hey. . ↖(^ω^)↗Come on