Her love
It was built on the ruins of calculation.
It's forced
It's a waste of entertainment for all living beings
She thinks she has no flaws
Until the wedding night
Listen to him whisper:
"Your sins are so heinous that you deserve to be buried in the same grave with me."
——
The little fairy never remembers who he helped
But the clown can't forget the first ray of light that penetrates the darkness at dawn
"When the mirror is flipped, you become me, loving me to the point of death, loving me to the point of putting out the fire."
Note:
1. Alternative campus literature, purely fictional!
2. When a woman flirts with a man, the ending is HE
Motto: After the storm, there is a rainbow
