When she was a girl, she thought that one’s life was all about waiting, meeting, getting to know each other, and loving each other until the end of time.
When the important people died one by one, when the lies were torn apart, when the people he loved were the opposite of him, he should wake up from his dreams and be unable to pretend to be confused.
Qingchong, I hate you, but you were a ray of light in my childhood. He Ming, I hate you, but you once warmed my back. Gucheng, I hate you because I can’t recall the past. There is someone I hate, but I can’t not love.
The lush years end in prosperity
A lonely city, a dream, life and death in vain
Ten fingers slightly cool, buried in the next life, okay?