It's a Cool Autumn Day

She is a girl with a dull temperament, and he is a demon king who can control the wind and rain. He held her in the palm of his hand, but she was still three feet tall. That was their teenage years, fleeting. Later, she was an actuary who was too few in number, and he was a strategizing business elite. He put her in his heart, but her heart was drifting in the deep sea, chasing that gentle gaze. Until one day the glory of the gods was broken, and she finally understood, Love is generally about stealing half a day's leisure with someone. They thought this would last forever, but instead they got entangled in a fight that would bring them to death. Are suspicions and jealousies common among people who love deeply, or do they not love deeply enough? The younger girl said to her: If you are unhappy like this, why not love him instead? She smiled: Love is not a relay race, there is no possibility of substitutions midway. Who doesn't want to live forever like this? She was so determined, and he held her too tightly and refused to let go, but if she couldn't resist it, she wouldn't be able to resist it after all. They argued, threw things, fought, and even held knives to each other's necks and refused to back down. However, among all the noise, it is all love. Their stories are like the best time in autumn. The last, the last, He kept her cold eyebrows deep in his heart, and slept forever; What she remembers is his smile like a flower blooming on the sea when he was a boy, stunning the dusk. Others say they are a pair of madmen, yes, they are two madmen, and love is just a kind of madness.