❛𝑦𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑠𝑜 𝑔𝑜𝑑𝑑𝑎𝑚𝑛 𝑐𝑢𝑡𝑒...❜

First love is a aadiction which stays forever with you.

This is a story that teaches various techniques for intimate activities.

The supporting girl was not very professional, but she was absolutely professional. The supporting girl might not be perfect, but she was definitely a hard worker. So, the hard-working girl, Rockefeller, was also trying to walk through the plot today, and she was wailing in her heart: The storm is crying. DON'T YOU CARE ME!!! Get together ahhhh!!! System Fang: Cold. GIF women are stupid, messing up relationships, and you're even worse, you've killed the male lead. Hehe Sparrow: Do you blame me?!!! It's all for him! This article is also called How to Preserve the Male Lead in the Hand of the Sick Girl. It's called Forget it if you can't keep it. It was called The Lost Will to Live. We are all dreamers. I am glad that you have read this in your leisure time. I hope you will forgive me for my inadequacies.] PS: Slow, or maybe not. I let the male lead hide in such a sensitive setting, and maybe I'm sick

“Don’t cry.” “Promise me that you’ll wait for me.” “I won’t be long.” Those were the last words I’ve heard from him before he went off to war. Then it was the cold winter and the earth covered in snow. The snow melted and the flowers bloomed, there came the spring. The weather became increasingly hot announcing the upcoming scorching summer. The tree leaves painted in miscellaneous colors and the autumn invited itself. Then it was winter again and I stopped counting the days. A few years later I stopped waiting and started a new leaf of my life because I no longer could go on like this... Until the day he came back again. Merging some bittersweet memories with the struggle of moving forward without looking back, this story speaks of choices someone has to make in life as well as hope and regrets. But all in all, it is the story of a man seeking his own happiness.