When she was a child, she was ridiculed in her international school class.

Later, a new boy in the class defended her.

In front of her, to stop their bullying.

At that moment, she was so moved in her heart. She only felt that the boy's small figure was like a hero's great shore!

But one day, when she saw him again, she just wanted to talk to him, but when she saw him, she made a detour and even looked a little frightened.

It seems that she is a terrible person.

At that moment

She really preferred that the boy never helped herself.

……

……

Those things, again and again, after being hurt like that, and greedy desire, but ultimately let their own heart, blood dripping, fuzzy unbearable.

Since then, she has become more closed, isolated, unwilling to communicate with others, and seems so aloof.

But all that, when she met Arthur, was completely broken.

What is her feeling?!

She really likes it. She likes Arthur.

However, she did not dare to meet him, or even pursue him.

So she chose to watch him perform in the street like a passer-by

Like a guest, sitting quietly in a corner of the bar, watching him sing, his eyes obsessively lingered on him

And finally, like a peeper, silently followed him, watching the tall figure of his home

And if she is a completely normal person, a normal girl, she can be bold to know him, and even to pursue him.

But it is not, so from the beginning, it is doomed to their own gain and loss and humble.

She

I'm really sad.

Really, it hurts.

……

Maybe she did something wrong, even if she knew it was wrong.

Should not escape, but she can only go on like this.

She had no face to see Arthur.

Originally a beloved, but now he is afraid to see the people

……

……

In this century old capital city, between the colorful buildings, here, at the windowsill of the top floor building.

Sitting a thin figure.

Leaning on there, hands around the knee, allowing time to flow bit by bit, let her own little by little empty.

Arthur, I'm sorry, forgive me

……

I'm not good.

I don't deserve you.

It's true, not worthy of

**

from the window sill, she watched the sun rise from the undulating buildings.

The original dark world, dyed with red color

Reflected in her pupil, can never be erased

Bo Huan didn't come down from the window sill slowly until a figure began to appear downstairs. She drew the curtain and came to the bed to lie down.

And this time, she fell asleep.

……

……

Bo Huan did not know how long he had been sleeping, nor did he know what happened during this period of time.

So.

She would not know that there was a plane that landed in Havana's airport while she was sleeping!

Yes.

A moment.

Another man came to this land.

And his purpose is only one, find her!

Find the woman you love the most in your life!

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