New year, father and son
Dark-bellied beauty Gong x violent black-skinned Shou
Gong Xi hated his stepfather who always had a fake smile on his face.
"He's pretending. Who knew he would reveal his true colors one day?" Gong Xi said disdainfully.
When you blow on my wound, you're like a fire, uh... Fire... You know, right?
Like a kindling, it fell into the thorn bushes in my heart, burning them down to ashes, and then burning my cold heart, which was riddled with thorns, burning hot.
Love me, love me like the weeds that grow wildly.
Like the sun rising in the morning, shine the first ray of sunshine into my heart.
Intention: Be optimistic