Ye Wuzhi watched the firefly and murmured to herself, “Meng Sanxi, what is love?”
Beside her, Meng Sanxi poked the firefly. “Love is probably when you meet someone special, and even after you die, you still want to float by her side. But you'd rather she never learn what love is than see her grieve over you. Do you understand, Ye Wuzhi?”
So please, whatever you do, don't understand.
An old friend gently brushes the brow of the one still here,
And scatters half a lifetime's misfortune for you.
Theme: Love, you know, is all about being a little crazy
Three breaths, you really have become a god. Rouse, great! Rolls, come on!
Big, great. The world is beautiful
I cried so hard, it hurt so much, Sanwu wrote so well
The teacher is waiting for you to come back to cook [Bi Xin] [Orange Candy].
Woo woo woo whimpering like a dog?