I had a good dream last night. I dreamed that the stars were falling, the sky was devastated, and the stench filled the sky. I knelt on the sharp glass, dripping with blood. But why was it a good dream? Because I saw you standing in front of me, with that clear face, full of disgust and disdain, stabbing into my heart. "I love you, I can change anything, please don't separate from me, okay?" "I don't love you, we are not suitable" "Why was it suitable before, but not suitable now" "It was not suitable from the beginning, but now I don't want to play anymore" "Yang Xinyu, you "Asshole" "Yes, I am an asshole. When I leave, don't come to me again." (Qiqi, I wish you a bright future and never meet someone like me again. I really love you and I really want to be with you. Unfortunately, I'm just one, alas)
The master made sixteen hexagrams for me, and without you, I let out a long sigh: The direction of my heart is driven by my beloved. Chu River and Han boundary are separated by rivers and rivers. Life is not in the pulse, but in the heart. If I think about it forever, it will not disappear.
Purpose: Cherish the people in front of you
So it's not actually first love?