Love is like a pear, stuttering slowly, slowly enjoying the tenderness in it, and slowly marveling at the mood of thanking God When the hero and heroine look at each other gently, the angels fall in love and I remember the saying that the eyes are the window to the soul. At that moment, I knew This turned out to be love. The heroine gave up her life as a doctor's wife. She knew that she didn't love that man. The hero gave up her status as an angel. He knew that he loved that woman. God was angry and jealous and the secret let them know or that explains why beautiful love is always short-lived
What is love? Or everyone has their own ideas, but I hope love is a slow process. Slow down that speed, let the bitter life have a trace of sweetness.
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