I gently wiped away the tears from the corners of my eyes. I knew that I could not be so weak. Even if I was extremely soft,no one would pity me. The cold wind blew my face away. I hugged myself and wrapped my clothes tightly. I looked down and found that I was still wearing my slippers. When I saw such a pitiful myself,I couldn't help but laugh out loud. Perhaps this was the real me. Every time I left the Zhao Qingyu,it would be like this.
Looking back,I was indeed a little funny. I sighed wi,bitterness and mocked myself. I lowered my head and continued walking on my own path. I silently told myself that nothing needed to be lamented. Life was like this. Since I chose to love Zhao Qingyu,perhaps this was a game of loneliness and myself.
Every time I reached out my hand to grab Zhao Qing
