Our Love Is Too Sad

In early winter, the weather is slightly cool, and pedestrians on the road don't even notice that they are tightening their clothes. Standing alone in the bustling city, looking at the various people in front of me, my heart seems extra quiet and peaceful. The colorful lights stretch people's shadows very long, as if everyone is very lonely and desolate. Of course, that's not the case, because she is the only one who is alone from beginning to end. It was still the old windbreaker, which tightly wrapped the slender body, leaving only a clean little face exposed. There was a little loneliness and desolation in the eyes, and Yin Hong's lips were bitten tightly by a white tooth...