In the vast universe, you and I are like a speck of dust in the sky, fleeting and fleeting inadvertently. Thousands of years exist in the blink of an eye, but in this moment, we will encounter so many things worth cherishing.
When soldiers come, they will be blocked, and when water comes, soil will cover them up. When you love someone, as the saying goes, everything will come down, and even a rose will shed its thorns.
"Mumu, why don't you look at me? Am I ugly?"
"Sorry, my eyes hurt."
Like before, he longed to see the person in front of him, but now, he didn't dare to look at the person in front of him anymore, because he liked this person so much from beginning to end, from facial features to personality, and the more he liked him, the sadder he became.
Maybe it was because he was so carried away by his love that he forgot that Yu He did not belong to him.
There are some things, just look forward to them, don't have any hope...
"Brother Yu He, it's my sister's birthday. She likes roses, so give her roses."
"I seem to be sick..." Jiang Qiu choked with red eyes: "I feel so uncomfortable..." Tears fell silently: "I feel really uncomfortable."
Jiang Qiu was indeed ill, and he had been ill for seven or eight years.
Intention: Only love that goes in both directions is meaningful and has results.
