The level of pheromone is the shackles that limit you and me, but love can break through everything. You are a rose growing up desperately in the mud, and romance is about to flood and surround you. The old rain meets the spring, the spring is absent, the withered tree reads the sentiment also empty. Wind and moon enter my lovesickness Bureau, how can lovesickness not be promised? Story." If the root of lovesickness is broken, it will not be bitter. I am very clever, okay? If I had known so much, how could I not have known each other at the beginning? Knowing that lovesickness is bitter, I want bitter lovesickness.
The wind and the moon have entered my lovesickness, how can I miss my lovesickness without saying yes to each other?
I miss you for a long time, I miss you for a long time, and I miss you for a short time.
"No matter how it ends, you will always be the light that illuminates me in my story."
If you cut off the roots of lovesickness, I won't suffer anymore. I'm so smart, okay?
If I had known that it would be such a hindrance to people's hearts, why would I not have known each other in the first place, knowing that longing for lovesickness would be painful, but instead I would have missed lovesickness bitterly?
"Enter my lovesickness door and know how painful my lovesickness is."
Intention: I hope to bring you better works.