Yu Tingsong/Jingliao
The weather in February was still very cold, and Jing Liao thought he would never see the person he was, the person who occupied the happiest time in his life, but... He and Yu Tingsong were destined not to be together. Fate seemed to be playing a big joke on him. He was sick...
When the weather gets cold, roses wither, but he likes roses
Rose is the warmest purity
Just waiting for the hopeful hope
I only love those who love me
But after all, it is not as good as a rose...
I want to fall gently into that sea...
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