May is here again, and the locust flowers are blooming again. I love the refreshing fragrance of the locust flowers the most. When I smell it, the faint floral fragrance seems to have a hint of sadness, just like the feeling of thinking of you. I love thinking of you. Every time I think of you, my heart aches, but even if my heart aches again, I still think about you.
It's May and the locust flowers are blooming. Will you still be enveloped in the fragrance of the flowers with me?
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This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
