Youth, ignorance and immaturity, the bud called love grows in the corner of the heart.
In that youth, some people became the cinnabar in her heart, quietly and unnoticed, deep into the bone marrow. Some people, standing by, have fought with all their passion in vain, leaving them with pain all over their body and heartache.
You must love him, otherwise why would you endure all kinds of pain and abandon happiness for him? It doesn't count, otherwise, why would you let him be with someone else without stopping him at all? As for him, he should also love me, otherwise why would he give me warmth and fantasy? He probably doesn't love her. From the beginning to the end, he has been calling her sister again and again. He knows it clearly...
Youth is open-minded, the sun is like fire, and it is tossing and turning, being sentimental.
Concept: Adolescent girls are ignorant, don't be too persistent, life is the best thing