Everyone has their own taboos, so do I have it. Do I have this qualification? I don’t know.

After calming down, I decided to take one step at a time. This is probably how my life has been done. It is arranged so well. People’s calculations are not as good as God’s calculations. The facts have proved that this has been proven again and again.

The plan is not as fast as the change. I was like going to the battlefield to go to the execution ground. I pushed open Yin Yijie's door, stepped in, and stood near the door.

He fell asleep, his face turned pale, a kind of sick white, not the ivory white he was when he was healthy; whiteness was white, not the faint pinkness of white.

I think he looks like this and it's probably not suitable for wearing red, because it makes him look even more unhealthy.

I also felt that he was probably terrible, but he just kept holding on, only xxoo's desire in his mind, and he forgot everything about me.

Then, keep forgetting. When you remember, maybe we can go back to the original one, right?

The lonely kite is flying in the sky and wants to know what is in the distance

The happy child shook his mother's hand and said I want to grow up quickly

Youth can't go back if you walk out like an open door

The cherished and clutched happiness is as short as falling flowers

We smiled and said no need to be afraid no need to be afraid no need to be afraid

It's always the correct answer in the book

We cried and said we would not look back, we would not look back, we would not look back

Life doesn't need any answers

The colorful disillusionment after black and white youth

This is a question with no correct answer. The fallen flowers have faded, and the green spring will no longer belong to us when it comes again.

Maybe I should give him a kiss goodbye or something, but I don't think it's so sad. When he gets done, I can still let him

Standing comfortably at the door, he is a witness to our relationship, maybe

After the colorful disillusionment, youth is left with black and white, simple, all the truth.

He seemed to be old, with faint wrinkles on his face.

Six years, soon seven years, we have met for seven years.

Is this the seven-year itch? There is probably no answer in the book?

Yin Yijie has been asleep. I'm not sure whether he pretended to be asleep or fainted, or was actually asleep.

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