If life is just like the first meeting, what is the autumn wind sadly painting a fan? The slim rain looked at the traces, and her eyes tightened like a pool of stagnant water, and she said indifferently. Everything has changed, things have changed, things have changed, and things have changed, and things have become desolate. If this is fate, no one can resist. Turning around, Jibu in the distance ran over and hugged her from behind: No, I don’t allow you to leave, don’t try to escape from me. She laughed lightly, and the howling cold wind swallowed her sobbing. She pulled the hand that was wrapped around her waist without any mercy. I was ruined by you, and we can't go back to the past. Under the night sky, She couldn't see her expression clearly, and her voice was not as gentle and charming as before. If her voice used to be like a cup of warm tea in the afternoon, now it is like a cup of ice water in the cold winter, which is biting cold. No! Holding her arms, she said to her in a pleading tone: Let's leave here, forget the past, and start over. Xianyu's tears quickly came down. It was clearly him who gave up on her, why was she still soft-hearted and still couldn't make a decision. ?