Ye Wei focused on driving all the way and couldn’t see the mood.
Liuzhuang lotus after several awkward Ye Wei unscrewed the radio just playing dingdong doubting.
unable to guess
You’ve been on and off lately, silent.
I don’t want to ask too much.
Let the temptations lock each other’s hearts
unable to guess
Getting along will be lonelier than being apart
Both of them muddle along.
Feel whether every touch is really hot.
If you are far away and near, you are free and easy.
You want to be free.
Then I’d rather go back to living alone.
If it’s hot and cold and gentle
It’s your excuse
Then I’d rather never be serious about you.
unable to guess
Getting along will be lonelier than being apart
Both of them muddle along.
Feel whether every touch is really hot.
If you are far away and near, you are free and easy.
You want to be free.
Then I’d rather go back to living alone.
If it’s hot and cold and gentle
It’s your excuse
Then I’d rather never be serious about you.
If you are far away and near, you are free and easy.
You want to be free.
Then I’d rather go back to living alone.
If it’s hot and cold and gentle
It’s your excuse
Then I’d rather never be serious about you.
Who is right and who is wrong in this feeling?
I don’t want to pursue it anymore
The more people, the more guessing.
The tinkling sound of sadness echoed in the carriage, and both of them listened carefully to the song, which also eased the embarrassment.
It’s more lonely to get along with each other than to be apart. Both of them have to muddle along and feel whether each touch is really hot or not, which makes Liuzhuang’s eyes wet. Isn’t this lyric just like the status quo between her and Wu Muchen?
Cars slide slowly along the road. Liu Zhuanghe opens the window to let the wind blow in from outside.
A few rustling leaves are windy and rainy, and wheatgrass is green, fat and thin in spring.
There are tulips on both sides of the road, red, pink and yellow, which adds a romance to the city.
Chehuawan community stopped to Ye Wei and Liuzhuang, carrying bags, to Ye Wei’s building number.
Dim street lamp A man is holding a bunch of pink tulips. It’s not too late. Many pedestrians in the courtyard look back at the man frequently.