Sadness, if it is not an overwhelming outbreak, is like the throbbing pain of an illness. From time to time, in the dead of night, when you think you have forgotten, that person or figure suddenly appears, causing all efforts and all kinds of defenses to collapse in an instant.
Most people don't have the courage to look back at the Prime Minister, unless some people don't believe in fate, God, or evil! For example, the once arrogant Lu Lin, since losing her, loneliness has grown like seeds every night, struggling and piercing the abdominal cavity, roaring and provoking every delicate nerve.
In the past, he wanted a lot, but later, he only remembered the three words Xiao Monian.
Intention: The years are long, waiting for the light, waiting for you!