We bury ten years as a ** deep in our hearts. Our love burns in ten years, and also disappears in ten years. Not every beautiful memory in youth will turn into a butterfly. Maybe many years later we will understand that it is better not to meet each other, and our story ends here. Meeting you is the thing I regret the least in my youth.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
