Fragrant Fragrance Fills the World

Gardenias bloom and fall, and no one knows how many years have passed by. In my memory, your bright smile is as new as before. When you write it down, it seems like it is still the most beautiful time. Time has passed and it is difficult to see old friends. Who dares to speak out about the pain of lovesickness, we can only cuddle up in dreams. The fragrance fills the world. The farewell song, dancing to the world, is the lingering warmth on the fingertips; the wisps of fragrance are missing everywhere in the world. Years, It's an insurmountable wall built between you and me This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.