"My dear, the world keeps blooming, and I want to put one in your heart."
"Don't you like peonies the most? How about we use them as the bouquet at our wedding?"
I looked up at him, and there was a bright sun in his eyes. I asked back,
"Can you tell the difference between peony and peony, me and her?"
I saw his gloomy eyes falling continuously, hiding the sun.
I know that every time I act aggressively, no one will be happy in the end.
But if a heart is cut in half, it will be bloody for everyone.
Intention: love