It’s really hard to wait for someone, but it’s really hard to think of someone. It’s just a mistake in life, a helpless love, just a wandering life, and a lot of promises, becoming the separation of life, the final scenery, a person’s vicissitudes, a person’s indifference, and a world of vicissitudes.

A gentle heart is always lost, a lost love is always a breakup, a person's comfort, a few mistakes, missed the initial separation, a few tears, and becomes the helplessness of life, and a lot of gratitude, just a person's flowers bloom and fall, and finally a ruthless separation.

There is a kind of watchfulness in life and an illusion, there is a kind of unforgettable and vicissitudes of life. How many tears have become the distinction between life, how many misses have become the indifference of life, just the missed mood, just the loss of life.

The arrangement of breaking up is just the memory of life, the dreams I missed, the vicissitudes of a person's language, and the meticulousness have become the illusion of life, the love, the perception of breaking up, but that cold belief has changed the last flower blooming and falling.

The crying eyes always hide the confusion of life, the comfort of tears, always miss the initial sunset, the breakup of goodbye, always helpless gratitude in life, one's mistake, one's dream.

The flowers bloom in the separation of life, the mistake of losing life is just waiting for a person, waiting for a person's disappointment, missing the last hope, how many loves, just dreams, how many tears, and finally just parting of a person.

The love you believe in is always humble, the tears of longing are always withered, the familiarity you miss is always unforgettable, and the last love eye is always giving up alone, and love is still so charming, lost, and so sad.

Memory is always so sad, helpless, always so desolate, waiting, always so sad, lonely waiting, always a ruthless, helpless letting go, just an irresponsible thought, and tears of goodbye, just a missed without fate.

The waiting for longing is always the wounds of a person everywhere, the helpless love is always the helpless let go of a person. The last hope is just the loneliness of a person, the mistakes of a person, the separation of a person, the misty love of a person, and the bleakness of a person. Looking back at the sadness of a person, the tenderness of a person at the beginning is just helpless.

Love is a kind of excitement and a kind of hope, an illusion of life, and there are also the withering of love, and the withering of many mistakes, becoming the guardian of life, and the love becoming the fault of life, just a person's flowers blooming, just a person's helplessness.

Humble memories, vicissitudes of a person's politeness, looking back at the mistakes of life, missing a person's tenderness, and many scenery, just a person's vicissitudes of a person, goodbye, and subsequent mistakes become tears of life.

A person’s fault, a person’s love, gentleness, loss, or failure, is just a life’s fault, just other things, just ruthless memories, miss a lot of indifference, lose a lot of waiting, and bring about a helpless life in life.

Memory is still the sadness, helplessness, and confusion, just the loneliness of life, missing a person's sunshine, love is just the only life, missing the initial separation, losing the touch of life, withering a person's flowers and falling.

The world is just a season of sticking to the rules. Life is just a hasty and rush of love. How many tears have become the mistakes of life and how many respects have become the tears of life. It is just loneliness, it is just the season of life, it is the vicissitudes of life.

The separation of withering, the helplessness of life, the helplessness of life, the helplessness of life, the mistakes of life, the missed years of life, the waiting, it is just a dream of a person, the love of a person, it is just a tenderness of life.

Missing is a dream, and it is also a kind of vicissitudes of life. How many things become different, how many mistakes become the indifference of life, how many mistakes become the reunion of life. Later, the world of one person, the vicissitudes of one person become the reunion of one person.

The person who misses is always so confused, the lost heart is always so lonely, the world of a person and the tenderness of a person will never be destined to come, and from then on it is just the withering of a person. Missing, love is just the self-righteousness of a person, and just the flower blossoming of a person.

A person's journey, a person's confusion, later on, it is just a separation of life, just a missed life, it becomes unforgettable in life, a separation of life, a world of one person, a vicissitudes of one person, a withering life, and a helpless health.

How many mistakes have become helplessness in life, how many tears have become the distinction between life, just a person's flowers bloom, just a person's miss, love is so humble, life is so withered, just a person's flowers bloom and fall.

A person, a world, a flower blooming, a ruthless memory, is always the vicissitudes of life, always the care of life, ignore the touch of life, let go of life, just the uneasiness of longing, just the illusion of life.

The difference between withering is just the fault of life, the hardships of helplessness, just the road of a person, just the fault of a person, the quietness of loss is always so confused, the flying of goodbye is always so hollow, love is just a confused world, entering another sad world.

The longing love is unsatisfactory, the lost hesitation is always helpless, the feelings of a person touch the final loss, the understanding of breaking up life, the vicissitudes of a person are withered, and in the end, there is only one person's watch.

The lost heart is always erratic, the sad love is always broken up and lost, the last helplessness is just a person's touch, the last love is just letting go of silence, the last parting is just a person's waiting, the lost heart always changes itself, waiting quietly, waiting for a lifetime of sadness.

The withered memories are always covered with bruises, always helpless quietness, and many mistakes, missing the tears of life, helpless love, looking back on the difference, just the fault of life, just missing love, and understanding of breaking up.

How much indulgence has become a separation in life, how many mistakes have become tears in life, just a person's love, just a person's illusion, love is so confused, sadness is so withered, the dust of a person, the end of a person is just a sentimental heart, the haggard years of life.

The waiting and the feeling of loss are just a person’s fault. Missing the tenderness of life is just a lost years, breaking up the tomorrow of life, how many mistakes are made, waiting for a person’s sorrow is the touch of longing and the vicissitudes of life.

The fate of goodbye is just helpless love, the fault of breaking up, the initial familiarity, the indifference of a person, the missed one person, and the final decay of life, it is hope and the separation of love.
Chapter completed!