Yun Mo really likes the kind of man who can smile gently. Just a slight curl of the corners of his lips can send out ripples. Everyone doesn't like such a gentle and elegant man.
Li Qian was that kind of person, his whole body was full of gentle and harmless aura, but he was the one who hurt her the most.
Yun Mo had never been the kind of person to stalk, so she stood there and watched him leave with a smile.
Later, Yun Mo fell in love with a person who could not even be said to be a man. It could only be said that he was still a child who had not grown up.
That child had a proud smile, like an unruly beast, persistent and stubborn.
The child exchanged three years of companionship for her love, she gave it, and then he didn't want it.
That child was as innocent and cruel as a child even when he refused.
She kissed his forehead and watched him leave with a smile.
She has a younger sister. Her younger sister is a delicate girl with soft eyebrows and eyes, as delicate as a dodder flower.
She yelled at her crazily, smiled at her, cried at her, and then pulled her into a speeding car.
At the moment when she was about to die, her sister smiled at her, her smile was as white as a child's. She said: "Sister, love me, okay? Manman doesn't want to hurt you anymore, can you be nice to me like before? Sister, it would be great if mom didn't marry your dad, Momo will always be good to Manman. Manman, really, I like you very much, Momo..."
But, she couldn't hear it anymore...
Opening her eyes again, the girl with the pale face smiled at her in the mirror.
I am Yunmo, the clouds are pure white, and the ink is thick black.