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“People alway<B> truth...I don’<B>’t know.
I wish someone could tell me. Whatlove...Howlove...
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I just know I never feel re<b> 文字首发无弹窗</b>nfulcrushing after his death.
Year after year afte<B> consoling and sweet every time when I recall him.
Sometimes,only his name made me...howsay...probably safe...safe...”
“人们总是在问我什么是爱,事实的真相是,我不知道。我不知道。
我希望有人能告诉我,什么是爱,怎么去爱。
思前想后,我寻不出答案,或许就没有答案。
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