From beginning to end, I thought I was a person without love. I never believed that someone would come to me with a sincere heart. Everyone is busy with themselves, coming in a hurry and leaving in a hurry.
If fate is a circle, then those lost, forgotten, and missed things will come back again, back to the original starting point. When the tips of our noses touch, it is the time when our hearts are intertwined. Even before that, we were going through hell...
Intention: Will the love you spend your whole life pursuing deliberately belong to you?