Seven years ago, Han Chi pushed the man who had taken away his cigarette against the wall and kissed him fiercely. He looked at him with red eyes.
Seven years later, the roles were reversed. Han Chi took away the cigarette from his mouth and felt the fierce and clumsy kiss from the person in front of him.
After a gap of seven years, I originally thought that time is the best medicine, but this relationship is like wine, the more it brews, the more mellow it becomes, and the more pressure it gets, the deeper it becomes. Fortunately, they both have enough courage to embrace each other again.
The premise that a good horse likes to turn back to eat grass is to run in both directions.
Intention: Thoughts must have echoes