A Young Disciple Doesn't Know You

At this time, she doesn't understand love. She embraced what she thought was love with a heart she didn't even know yet. At that time, he chose to let her go reluctantly. After the ordeal, she saw herself clearly. She didn't want to weigh in too much. She just wanted to turn around and find him, to find him who had been hurt by her countless times. At that time, she knelt at the door of his closed palace. She had hardly shed a tear in sixteen years and cried so hard that she said, "Please don't go. I still have many things to say to you and I haven't had time yet. I know I was wrong..." He opened the door and helped her up, with a look of helplessness on his face: "I'm still alive." "What?" At that moment, she was stunned, wanting to cry and laugh at the same time. "I said," he stepped forward gently and hugged her, "I miss you very much." She bent her eyes, which were still filled with tears, and hugged him tightly: "Me too." The east wind is full of long willow trees, surrounded by green grass and quills. I turned into a butterfly to look for you, but I had no time to pity the grass. Feeling disturbed! Feeling disturbed! If a young disciple knows you, how little time he has spent.