If the me in your dream is still the me before...
If I can't continue to protect you, my life will be meaningless...
If my departure can end this entanglement of fate, then it's time to let go...
He spoke arrogantly and coldly: "Why do you think she wants to be a fashion designer? For you? For Xinyue?... That's because of me! She used to be called Qianmo, and the name Qianyu was given by me for her. It's time for you to wake up, Dong, Cheng, Ji!"
His low voice was astringent: "You know? In front of you, I am like a kite, and you hold the other end of the string. No matter how hard I struggle to get closer to you, you just let me drift in the wind."
She was exhausted: "Can I quit?... If knowing that things are so messed up can only hurt each other... Then I would rather choose never to show up..."
A pious "Qianyu, let's fall in love!" Lit up his world and contained his ten years of feelings for her. Ten years of silent protection; ten years of affectionate waiting. At this moment, he no longer wanted to suppress his obsessive love for her; this time, he let himself indulge for once and bravely faced the voice deep in his heart!
A pale and hollow "He's back." Pushed him into the icy abyss and extinguished the candle wings he had only lit one by one...
An unruly "I'm back. The place where I love deeply and hate deeply!" Opened the angel's lies...
PS: The first fifteen chapters of this article are all necessary for the general background of the narrative (and also have a pulling effect), and the story unfolds completely thereafter. Good stories should be told slowly, don't think I'm long-winded ~~~