Lin Yunjian planted many flowers and picked up pink roses from the trash can. She gave the weak life a way out, but she was like her box of withered flowers, forever withering in summer.
"Little girl, don't say goodbye to me again. If it's time for us to part, just call my name once. My name is also two words." Later, Lin Yunjian made the last call to Wei Xin. In two hours, she only called Sister Wei once. You say two words that are your name.
We need to meet as soon as possible.
Intention: Believe in the light and believe in the future.