C319 In the Basement

Giving up on himself would be better, giving up on himself would be better, giving up on him being in love with himself.

In the end, all my words turned into four words. I don't want to die.

I still want to live. I want to see the sea. I want to run freely on the beach. I want to watch the sunset with you.

Every step was as heavy as lead. Mo Xiaowei did not say a word. She was like a knife