My photo turmoil

Time passed quickly, and another autumn came. The weather began to cool down slowly. The cold wind blew. I tightened my tight coat, and then I froze. Not far ahead of the place, that once very familiar with the figure of the back tightly around the girl, happily nestled together. That once made me feel particularly warm and safe, there is no place for me anymore. This is my own bitter fruit. When he opened the door and saw me groaning madly in the attack of three men, I knew that my life’s happiness would be ruined.