What do we choose when love is not available?
Even if you can't love it, you still have many choices. Some people choose to wait, some choose to leave, and some choose to destroy.
Waiting is a gamble. Good luck brings a bright future, bad luck never makes a comeback.
It would be wise to leave. Don't put any burden on yourself or others. It's just that my heart will be in labor pains.
Destruction is a form of madness. It's just that we always sigh a few times after hearing this kind of madness.
Failure to love is a kind of exquisite cruelty.
What changed their love in twelve years?
How hard do I have to work to get you to look back at me?
Carefully planned, just to avenge the abandonment of youth?
Faced with her sister's crying, her boyfriend's doubts, and her first love's plan, where should she go?
After twelve years of ups and downs, what made her choose the most suitable person?
Six people, three couples. For love? For conspiracy? For favor?