Oh, he's that kind of person. Everywhere for his sake, I think it is not easy for him to make money, reluctant to spend his money, occasionally go out on a date, I am stupid to grab the bill, it is the love I give,

Oh, he's that kind of person. Thinking about him everywhere, thinking that it is not easy for him to make money, reluctant to spend his money, occasionally going out on a date, and rushing to pay for it stupidly, it is the love I give, let him forget to look in the mirror, let him think that I am the worst girl in the world. Maybe this era is too bad, ambiguous, language has no weight, casual love and liking, not worthy of a sincere heart. Well, it's my fault. I put all the blame on myself.