Feng Mai could often think of Tan Yanqiu. How could a person be so indifferent?
It was clear that the emotion in his eyes was about to overflow when he was on stage, and even the thick oil paint could not hold it down. However, off stage, his face seemed to have changed, like a stone that could not be warmed by any means.
If Tan Yanqiu only wanted fame, he could only let it go silently.
Just like he couldn't feel the coldness of his sweetheart, and he didn't see his sweetheart's tears in the end. They were too insignificant and couldn't stop the giant wheel of the times, and the past was buried in the sand of history without a trace.
Gentle and brave, the warlord pursues love × the sensitive and indifferent actor suffers
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The author muttered: If you don't see anything that fits the bill, then pick up your pen and cook. I am a hard-working working people.
Purpose: The Times and Us