Embrace, miss, let go.
She repeatedly regressed and lost everything in this game of love.
This man really taught her a lesson. The most difficult thing to let go of in the world is just the word love.
-Please give me one last hug and let me forget you at the end of the world.
The ruthless Beijing prodigal x the tough female photographer
*The October holiday is over! ! ! ! (This sentence was written on 8.28)
Male, not female, c. All kinds of emotional mysophobia, please be careful (Shout) The Prodigal Son Turns Back
The ending is an OE (open-ended) short story
The article next door "Drunken Me by Roses" has been completed. You can see it by clicking on the column!
This article is purely a self-released work. If you can't stand it, you can fork it. Any bugs and loopholes are welcomed in the comment area for guidance~
Concept: Love is poison that stews slowly over low heat