Under the shade of the trees that day, the young man was resolute and upright, and solemnly said: "Be responsible to the end."
The scarred girl stubbornly refused to believe it, but for some unknown reason, she followed him.
Later, when you were seventeen, you said: You will love me forever.
At the age of twenty-three, you said you no longer loved me.
You are the one who says I love you first, and you are the one who doesn't love me first.
It's you who's been let down.
You should swallow ten thousand silver needles.
What is love?
It's empty talk on paper.
A vow not to make a promise?
Intention: sincere