If you have forgotten all the memories about us, does it mean that I have never appeared in your world?
The life of the past is dead. I rejoice greatly in this death, for by this I know that he lived.
----"Weeds"
Instructions for consumption:
1. This is a suspenseful piece about secret love
2. Be or he all depends on you friends.
3. This is the author's obsession for ten years. If you like it, please click to collect it! I humbly accept your suggestions, hehehe.
Intention: live well