He lost his father when he was young and his life was rough. He almost lost the meaning of living. They let him see the meaning of life.
At that moment, he was obsessed with his expression and murmured, calling out to the name of the person in the photo.
This scene lasted for quite a while until the morning sunlight shone on his face through the leaves and windows. The glaring light awoke him from his obsession.
I love the simplest love and live the life of two people quietly, but what I encounter is destined to be vigorous. Every time, there will be a bloody storm.
The youth's heart was always filled with anticipation. The dreams of youth were always too beautiful.
The seventeen-year-old Zhang Song had experienced a storm, but in the depths of his heart, he was still the purest dream
