The white poppy flower carries a heavy load of destiny.
We long for their lips, which will eventually wither or be reborn under our almost cruel kisses.
This is where the painful complaint about forbidden love begins.
Haha, this is my first time writing about Danmei. If you have any comments, please put them forward and I will try my best to correct them.
My concept of love is very bad... {Sweating} I hope everyone can forgive me...