I want a boy who looks all at me. . "
"Ayao!
"I want to give you stars, but they are not as good as you..."
The silent wind blew past the tips of Gu Ye's hair, and bits of snow fell into his eyes. Gu Ye couldn't bear it.
Narrowing his dark, old eyes, the melted snow soaked into the corners of his eyes and blurred the world, as if he
We are in that winter again. . . . .
"Ayao..."
Concept: The biggest enemy of love is inferiority