"I don't know if my love for him is still there. The accumulation of quantitative changes and qualitative changes can have countless results." Gu Mo looked at the text message sent to his friend.
"Amo, please don't hide from me, okay?" The little bear on the red scarf was still awkwardly sewn on, and the owner of the scarf was still trying to express himself awkwardly.
Who can tell? Gu Mo thought, this is the end of the chaotic life, I surrender. May all your wishes come true, except missing me.
Intention: Only when there are regrets will we remember them