Word: Xu Changde Qu: Chen Jianning

Time is seconds, seconds, seconds.

Countdown seconds

Scenes of the past.

A sudden silence

You hold him.

He holds you.

Walk towards me.

People at the same table swarmed in.

Separate you from me.

I drink

Please feel free.

This is a cruel comedy.

My life is always with you.

I have to pretend to be smart.

You and he

you and I

This is a very ironic intersection.

You are cruel.

Or am I naive?

Do you want me to go?

Really participate.

My invitation is your wedding invitation.

Everything you want.

Now it's all my heart.

You are always too sober.

I never get drunk.

Even bless you and force me to give it.

Your wedding invitation is my invitation.

You invited me to raise my glass.

I can only respond to my breakdown.

Everyone present knows.

You and I were so good.

Now my whole heart is broken.

Do you want me to laugh?