The Setting Sun Condenses Evil

This is a story about the sunset, reincarnation in the world of love, and every story is called beauty. The boy said: I love you, but you forgot to love me. The girl said: I love you, but you don't know it. She once thought that they would last forever, hugging the outline of the sunset and writing a piece of pure love. She once thought that he would give her happiness because he said that he would be her sunset. She once loved her very much, but she was betrayed by his warm calculation and betrayal. He got everything from her, but pushed her to a desperate situation and she was stillborn. Five years ago, I still miss you, and I miss you deeply. Five years later, I feel so lonely and empty. After five years of lost love, what kind of redemption is needed to regain the original persistence? As proud as she is, as stubborn as she is, how can she accept the destruction of fate again. Ningxie under the setting sun, when the dust settles and falls on Ningxie, do you still remember that love in silence in the dust? When the whole life is crying, will you hate that cold man, penetrating the end of love. If you meet him again, will you still fall in love with him? The years passed gracefully, and love was finally put on hold. When she finally decided to hold someone else's hand, he used marriage to imprison her. When all the misunderstandings were revealed, she could no longer catch up with him, and she always turned a blind eye to the shadow that had always been by her side. She used the wrong feelings, hurt herself and others, and the love was delayed for many years. In the end, they only tortured each other. Cluttered memories, love eventually turns into hate, three men, a love written in the sunset. For five years, they stood on the other side of the river, staring into each other's eyes. She said: I forgot about you. He said: I hate you. The memory is mottled, and they finally walked back to the same place in the missed time. If the voice cannot be remembered, I have forgotten myself in your memory. My dear, I still love you, but you don't know... Recommend my friend Yunzi's pure love and slightly hurt beautiful article "The Spring Breeze of March, Cutting Dreams" http://novel. Hongxiu. Com/a/289555//Yun Zimeng A new trap opens for a certain person, high-ranking officials and businessmen fight for love "The recession remains, loneliness is not warm" http://novel. Hongxiu. Com/a/351535/ If there was no end of the world, would you continue reading? This kind of love is just a beautiful story~~~~