Once, there was someone who gave up everything to love you.
But neither of us cherished what we had, and all that remained was regret and sorrow.
Our past and present lives crossed, and all I remember is a pair of pure blue eyes filled with an ocean of tenderness, and a gentle, steadfast smile.
What is the most precious thing in life?
The past, or the future?
It isn’t what we can’t have or what we’ve lost, but the happiness we hold tightly in the present.
Our past and present lives have long since faded away, and all I have is that pure blue, deepened by the years.
What a beautiful color it is.
So beautiful, it brings tears to your eyes.
It's really great, with a touch of sadness and despair in every sentence, and the style is more suitable for the dark genre.
Why was it suspended? Very well written~