The story of me and the three boys will not be like this in the future. I just wanted to give myself the best ending for the relationship I had at that time, when I first fell in love. Rainbow novels, enter with caution.
I don't know how to write an introduction. I have been writing since I was 12 years old, whether good or bad. I hope you can witness the "future" of me and him in my writing.
It was another September day, the sky was slightly cool, the sun was just right, and the afternoon air was full of leisure, but all of this was alienated from them, one of them was running and the other was chasing.
It seems that everything is just right, the sky is just slightly bright, the morning breeze is not so cold, and the street lights are just turned off to rest. I just happened to go downstairs and you just arrived.
Autumn is the rewind of spring, and the sunset is the deduction of dusk. Liang Zibiao looked out the window. The sunlight illuminated the half-closed curtains. Birds occasionally flew by the window, seeming to be vying to enjoy the autumn. As a doctor, he has faced too many separations of life and death, but he still couldn't help but ask: "In autumn, should life wither?"
I hope your world will no longer be filled with heavy rain.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
