
About This Novel
There were a little more quarrels in our eighteen years, our eighteen years lit up a dark night with a bonfire, our eighteen years met many people, and our eighteen years also separated many people. Those people seem to be stuck at eighteen years old. There will always be a song that touches our heartstrings. After all, you were singing among the flowers that summer.
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