A game without a winner or loser was already the cheapest illusion when it started. My depression started because of him, and I also lost my memory because of him.
Everything she fantasized about was empty. When she came back to life, she hoped that she would not meet him. She didn't know how many years later, she opened her diary. There were many vague things in it, as if they had never happened.
He always likes to follow her. He doesn't know why he likes to follow her so much. He seems to be a bit paranoid. Huang Puluo, who met by chance, seems to have a blank shadow in his mind.
"I said you can't just think about going out and finding a girl who is better than me and starting over. Let her give you a child of your own. Wouldn't it be nice to be your wife?"
She raised her eyebrows and raised her legs, wanting to know how he wanted to see what she said to him.
Huang Puluo just felt that I was insincere when I spoke. He started to get sick every day and buried his head in my arms to listen to what was going on. He said coldly and indifferently: "She had ECT treatment~ She forgot about me and didn't want me anymore. The child is gone."
"Then why are you so sure that I must have the shadow of your wife? So sure that there is someone hiding in my heart?"
Intention: Nothing is impossible, just give it time.
