The face is aging, and the beauty is twilight. Originally, it wasn't so terrible, birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature.

It's terrible to be terrible because your lover's face is still the same, and you were yellow yesterday. It's like two intersecting crosshairs, forcing people to drift farther and farther apart.

Her hands unconsciously touched her face, was this face really hers?

Heart, falling into the bottomless abyss.

The person behind her encircled her in his arms, distressed. "Rin, it's not a big deal."

Not a big deal? How can it not be a big problem.

She pushed away in resistance, her arms in front of her. Like a wall separating the two of them, forbidding him to come forward again.

Such a she,......

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