Years of Silence

Do you have any fucking heart? Leng Yueyang just laughed when he looked at Tantai Rong who kicked over the wine table in anger. Tantai Rong clenched his fists, feeling that the indifferent smile made his heart grow colder and colder, and finally his anger turned to ice. He turned around and left. Tears rolled in my eyes a few times, but still fell. Leng Yueyang raised his hand and wiped it, resisting looking at his back. We will love each other forever, every grudge couple has vowed so firmly. No one has ever experienced such a time span. When these words are included in the oath, it is already a lie. The past will eventually be forgotten, and you may think of it occasionally, but one moment can sum up everything. This is love. It disappears faster than it sprouts. The pain is longer than sweetness, but it lasts longer than anything else. Even if it is just a faint past, it still arouses heartache and makes people eager to see the original face.