"I wish that there would be a banquet in the world that never ends, and that would be us."
During the rainy season, Sheng Qianyi huddled around the corner to spy on Ji Xian and a handsome man wearing a cool black jacket, kissing each other ambiguously. They stood at the intersection of the zebra crossing on the sidewalk, accompanying each other on a beautiful mandarin duck night.
The rain was pouring down, and there was little hope of success. The eaves protected him, as if to persuade him that this relationship should come to an end.
Perhaps he was injured by the strong wind. His eye sockets were red with pain, his ears were as red as blood, and a hole was punched in his heart.
The iron tree blooms day and night,
Sheng Qianyi will always be waiting for you,
The vulture meets the rose along the way,
Among the acres of red flowers, only one is white, symbolizing Ji Xian's loneliness.
Amber gives glory, agate sings of preciousness,
Rotten corpses, crushed hearts, pools of pus and blood, at a certain moment, Sheng Qianyi's difficulties became insignificant, and he even wanted to be a bargaining chip for Ji Xian's global popularity. However, Ji Xian, who stood proudly in front of the bright moon, only gave him contempt and farewell from a big star, but he did it hastily.
Sheng Qianyi had no backing, so he was dragged into a thorny road by Ji Xianli.
In the vast universe, I am an anonymous line under the sky that cannot be parallel to you.
"After the banquet, there are many passers-by, and the protagonist will pass through the years and arrive quietly."
Intention: Be a vulture in love, and the flowers of sadness bloom along the way.
