"Qin Qing, I'm already downstairs. Wait for me. Don't do anything stupid. I was wrong. It's all my fault. Please forgive me and wait for me." Song Sinian's voice sounded broken and pleading on the phone.
"Goodbye, Song Sinian. If there is a next life, I don't want to meet you again." Qin Qing hung up the phone and put the phone on the guardrail. His eyes changed from empty to determined. The sun shone on Qin Qing's body, and her fair skin shone with the charming luster of white porcelain. She closed her eyes to feel the last trace of warmth, raised the corners of her mouth, opened her arms and jumped, her blue figure pursuing freedom like a kite with its string broken.
Concept: Not all love will have results