"I can never live as elegantly as the clothes you make, so I'm going to challenge your rules of building high walls, and everyone else is sticking to your bargaining chips. I want to occupy you, occupy every aspect of you, occupy You have nowhere to go, I even hate the wedding dress you sewed for every other woman. At a moment when each other is deadlocked and no one wants to step back, I can only choose to make you vulnerable Yi. Talk about love, poison, make all the problems so light and easy. As I know well, you've endured every screeching sound at my breakfast, and you're standing on high Looking at me being overwhelmed by the joyful crowd at the banquet, there must be a worry in my heart that you are getting older and can't keep up with me. You can only ask others to drive me away, because everything in your life that you once firmly controlled , at this time, you can only passively chase my breath. At the last supper, I cook the dishes you hate most, and you can only passively swallow all the aromas you once hated, we deeply Kiss and enjoy the strength you have for each of us after you fall. We need those strengths that can't be exhausted, to be evenly matched, to stay together.
Just like one night, so many maids repaired your soiled wedding dress, only I knew where you hid your secret message. Love is like making clothes, only oneself knows whether it is a dream or a hard work. "
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