After reading two intermittently, first her and then him.
Sometimes it feels like looking at myself, leaving a lot of tears for myself in the movie.
Awkward very awkward
I like the role of father in him. There seems to be no time in life without being confused or troubled, from middle age to old age. Choosing to accept and face is always better than choosing to ignore and passive.
Is it so difficult to tell the truth about yourself?
I hope we will hold each other tightly and abandon loneliness in love, no matter how difficult it is
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