Being invaded by this smell again and again, my thoughts finally collapsed. I have to wonder if I'm forgetting something. Whenever it invades my eyes and nose, my mind is filled with familiarity. I know better than anyone else that since I broke a string in my brain, my life has become less troublesome and more ordinary. Six years have passed like this, and I still can't let go of the obsession in my nightmares late at night. Fortunately, God is always so fair! Today, I finally found a trace of horse - the instinct that comes at night is a trace of intoxication. These may be my own fantasies. But, I always feel like we have met before somewhere! ? Maybe in a dream, maybe on the street below me.
Concept: Special person, what is love?
I want to cry, mom, grandpa and Xiao Ming