He repeated this prayer in his heart over and over again, his pale hands tightly holding the phone that had never been shaken before, waiting quietly.
Tears dripped across the beautiful face.
The wind blew the white curtains and the sun shone all over the floor. A pure color boy sat on the bed and looked at the sky. He looked very sad and cried.
I remember when I first met, he was fully armed and refused her thousands of miles away, tempting, humiliating and hurting her in every way.
He thought she was just his own hug bear, but found that he had already been deeply trapped in the mud.
Every time she was injured, no matter how big it was, it made him feel even more heartbroken, just like a snake molting his skin, and he would grow a little longer every time he molted his skin.
Just like this, I fell little by little and gradually fell deeply in love.
Every time she closed her eyes, her little face always appeared in front of him again and again...
Either angry, excited, sad, or despair…
Every expression of her touched his heart.
But, at least I saw her smile.
He deserves to die, always letting her show that expression.
His love always hurts her and makes her want to escape.
Xiaofan, would you give me another chance? I promise not to hurt you, I will love you well.