late night song

Chapter 1 Wedges
Juan Niang said that love is like fog, covering the eyes and the road under your feet. Whether the future is broad or winding, it is just destiny. If you are afraid, it is better to stop. When the fog clears, you will naturally know where to go. .

But will the fog ever clear?

of course.

When you try your best but get nothing, you naturally fall apart.

In this troubled world, he pushed me into the darkness with affection, and you pulled me out of the dust with your words. I tried my best.

Fortunately, I never forgot my name.

(End of this chapter)