He hated the hospital the most. He hated the ticking sound of the instruments in the ward mixed with her lover's heartbeat. He hated the smell of medicine that was tainted in every particle of dust in the hospital. And that night when he left Jin.
Fate plays a trick on me, and I discovered that my most despicable heart is still with you.
The most tragic thing is not death, not massacre, but loss, lack, and the void that words cannot fill.
Because the script I took was be and the plot I starred in was separation.
Lan Yinxu Guo has too many things to do. Forget it, Jin, just think that I let you go.
Intention: BE