The day I met Lin Xing was at sunset.
The day of separation was also sunset.
It turns out that we were not the same people from the beginning to the end, and the thread of fate was not pulled from the beginning to the end.
The boy who remembered it for seven years still can't let go
"Be your snowman for the rest of your life. Even if you are burned by the fire, I will still be with you for the rest of your life."
God gave me a treasure, but I lost it.
It turns out that letting go is really a very difficult thing.
Intention: Relieve
