It rained all night in midsummer,
It extinguished Fang Li's last vestige of enthusiasm and hope.
It turns out that not behind every sincere feeling,
They are all synonymous with forever.
Yu Siran made the last call,
There was only dead silence between the two people.
"If you like me, please don't hang up, okay?"
She tried to hide her tears with trembling hands, turned off her phone and threw it aside.
Because I liked you,
I have spent this life's tenderness and stubbornness.
Intention: There are always some stories in youth that have nothing to do with you. In reality, only the memory of me liking you and only liking you will remain. But this is enough.