I thought I was passionate about everything for three minutes, but he was my exception? From the beginning, I always paid attention to him unconsciously and looked for him in the crowd. Later, I started to get used to chatting with him? Trying to find topics?... On ordinary days, he is my light. Meeting him is my luckiest luck... The moon is not my moon, but for a moment the moonlight really shines on me.
Intention: My love has no good consequences in the end