I miss your scars so much that no one will love you until you are covered with scars. You are my failure.
Long-distance love has put you in my heart these days, and I still can't hold hands after loving and hating for a day.
My left hand is love, my right hand is hate porridge, I am cold and drunk, no one asked me that I was trapped by this emotion, and tears flowed from my temples.
I also thought that you would never see your face, and I also thought that you would love you forever. It's really risky.
The man who stayed up all day and didn't see you in the early morning lost my soul for you. The person waiting for you is called Yan Chen.
Every day, people are crying and their hearts are shaking. I want to shout at the sky and treat you as mine.
I never let me guess when I stare at the screen. I want you to open your heart and let me fill it.
Cigarettes filled my lungs. Do you know what it's like to be sad and not want to sleep with a pillow? Love is really not a problem.
Envy the lovers on the road. Why not me and you? I want to experience this storm with you.
Long-distance love is very sad, and who has loved it for many days, who is at ease, and who has held hands.