The Weather of Your Existence (Xintang, Liangxiling)

｜Dark batch, he After it was over, Liang Xiling left her body and put a blanket on her. In the stillness of the rainy night, her black hair was spread out on the edge of the bed as she watched the man lower his eyelashes and fasten the second button of his police uniform. Suddenly choked up: "Liang Xiling." "Yeah." Her cold gaze swept over her, she gripped the corners of the quilt tightly and dug her fingers deeply into her: "Do you know I miss you so much?" Liang Xiling stood at the edge of the bed, his black eyes looking at her indifferently: "What do you miss?" She opened her eyes and looked out the window at the heavy rain. "Miss you..." The weather of your existence. - Zhao Xintang was used to having fun, and no one had ever dared to restrain her or tie her up. She loves whom she wants to love, dumps whom she wants to dump, Dumped three times, so what. If she hooked her finger, he would still turn around obediently. Until later, the dream was shattered and I suffered a huge setback. She suddenly realized that it was difficult for her to leave him after so many years of entanglement and pursuit. It's a pity that an old thing can never be recovered. [Dumped you three times. [Can you forgive me one more time? - 2024.7.24 Intention: The best way to love is to start loving you after it ends