The Sky Is Gray as If We Cried

When Zhuo Xuanlang's figure disappeared from the security checkpoint, Jin Ting, who was 17 years old at the time, did not shed a single tear. She just opened her eyes wide with all her strength, as if she had spent her whole life staring at the tall and lanky figure, and then the place on her chest gradually became colder until her heart died. She couldn't love him anymore! Even, I can no longer love anyone in this life... But Lin Xian said. "I love you." He was wearing a cardigan and sweater and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. When he turned around, the orange sunlight slanted through the glass and shone on his side face. At that moment, he was as handsome as a god. Jin Ting slowly covered her mouth, a layer of moisture forming in her eyes. If there is still some love in my heart, I hope to give it to you. If I still have a bit of hatred in my heart, I will also give it to you. And in the distance, you whom I cannot see, do you miss me as much as I miss you? Cuocao's Weibo address: http://t. Sina. Com. Cn/1601144702 (Welcome to communicate~~)