In the world of love, there is never anyone right or wrong, but there is strength and weakness.
In a battle between two people, the weak one will naturally be squeezed and hurt...
The excuse for weakness is too much tolerance, and behind ignorant tolerance is too much care.
What I gave was a whole heart, but what I received was a wreckage.
The love beggar who has nothing is exiled and wanders in the boundless darkness. Thousands of snows are flying in the air. In the spring of March, there is an extra ray of cold and a lack of warmth.
It snowed overnight and it was cold again in spring...
This is an intricate love-hate entanglement between elves and elves. Come on, come all over! Join the game and see it through to the end. See who is the final winner! ! !