The city is big Lonely people always come home late
I love you more than I love myself, and you look back, it's been a few years.
You are the best and best boy I have met in recent years, you are the other half I am most looking forward to, but I can't see through you, your message I want to be as cautious as reading comprehension I carefully reply, afraid that my reply is not as good as you want, in fact, from the first encounter, I am looking forward to the most frank love, so I filtered out the news that I did not want to hear, I closed one eye, thinking that this is the love of adults, but this is not me, my eyes have never tolerated a grain of sand, we are still from our own hearts, Although I have love for you, but I can't convince myself, don't blame you, it should be the past experience that makes you sleek and incomparable, can't show my true heart, but I think you approach me, I should be sincere and brave love, you can't do it, I have no intention of forcing, foggy weather is always there, but it shouldn't always be there, before the fog dissipates, this time I will go first, and I finally don't have to worry about you leaving earlier.