The night will not transform in the cold, but will sink in it until it is unable to extricate itself...
The cold will not subside in the dark night, but will be confused in it until it loses itself...
Three years ago, she was still a childish girl, and he was still a mysterious man...
They met because of misunderstanding and separated because of misunderstanding...
Three years later, she turned around and came back, and he kept looking back. Can their fate continue? ?
Love and resentment, emotion and reason, which is right and which is wrong?
The answer is pale and powerless in the face of love...
I hope everyone can leave some comments... If it's not good, I'll pay attention next time!
At least give me some motivation to keep writing...
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