Time seemed to stand still, and everything around him returned to tranquility. There was only the lonely and bright background in the heart of the boy with the bicycle, which was always a touch of white or black.
Whether you are an angel or a demon, please allow me to love you so helplessly.
The crying Malena, the sad news, the overlap of war and the world changed her life, and the lurking rumors swallowed this beautiful woman like a flood.
On the steps outside the window, the boy peered into her beautiful and sad face, fantasizing that he could have a pair of strong arms and a pair of gentle hands brushing away the sadness from the corners of her eyes.
I am so humble, so helpless, please allow me to look at you from a distance and love you.
The obscene man, the naked desire, the helpless fear of Malena's eyes were written in the heart of the teenager, and her beautiful body and perfect chest trembled and shuddered in front of the man's ugliness. Those powerless struggles and resistance aroused the man's deeper animality, and also aroused the sadness hidden in the heart of the young man.
In front of the idol, the boy roared with anger at the god. Since then, the faith has been wiped out, and the heart of the young man is filled with a huge sense of powerlessness. Although I am so powerless, please allow me to love you deeply.
With gorgeous hair color, bare chest, and beautiful Malena swaying through the crowd, the journey from restraint to debauchery involves so much humiliation and helplessness, and a teenager's heart is torn apart. The man's desire to express his desire, each requesting hand, Malena's hollow eyes.
The young man has his arms down, his eyes are written with bottomless despair, Marlena, once you were so far away from the crowd, but when you accepted the compliments of the stars holding the moon, I felt that I would lose you forever Woolen cloth?
But I still love you deeply and adore you, even though I have always been powerless.
The women frantically tore at her clothes, hair, beautiful body covered with dirt, blood, and the cruelty of the world.
The women’s curses and the men’s silence formed a satirical and sad contrast. Malena was desperate. Her screams and accusations echoed in the young man’s heart, but the thin young man couldn’t make a close step. Okay, he Has always been so helpless, numb? Still can't break free from the shackles of the world?
The young man looked at the departing train from a distance. Is he the only one to see Marlena off? The heart of a young man is powerless. . .
Haggard eyes, full of wind and frost, empty sleeves, the appearance of a man makes Sicily a dark tide, do people feel guilty and owe something in their hearts? No no no. . . The indifference of the crowd smashed the man into the cold street.
The boy's finally strong arms decided to help this man, to help Malena.
Although all that is insignificant, no one cares, no one pays attention, but who made me love you like this? Until now, I am helpless. . .
Malena is back, still in a restrained suit, with black hair, holding her husband through the surprised crowd, as if the pain of humiliation has never existed. The teenager was standing on the street holding the young girl, with joy and sorrow in his eyes. . .
When he finally knew how to own women, how to give love and accept love, Malena wanted to get older, and when he knew how to deal with those obsessions and nostalgias, Malena was ready to live like all women.
It's just that the boy finally has the courage. He can finally help her pick up the fallen oranges frankly, and then say to her: Good luck. . .
Malena looked back at him, that look was eternity and dissolution. . . When he was young, he felt helpless, and he finally grew up. . .
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