I miss what you no longer miss.

Step by step, there is no going back, and first frost is full.

4 nights are cool, the lights are dim, the ambiguity is exhausted, and the songs are euphemistic.

Some people say that memory is a bridge, but it leads to a lonely prison.

6 that year, in the prime of life, whoever promised to die.

Love is so short, but forgetting is so long. ...

As beautiful as flowers and jade, like water flowing for years.

Screen name: 1 missing, no contact missing づ

ю It hurts my heart.

3 confession, Ji Yi.

Please forget me quietly.