"There is no need to be sad for love. For me, an imperfect love is hard to come by. As for other things besides love, you have seen it so many times and you should understand the meaning of choice better than me." The wind blew up Qiao Yan's coat, bringing with it the clean breath.
"That's right, after all, as long as you have a good story and someone to talk to, you will never be finished."
Purpose: The real eternal thing is love