Please Don’t Think of Me

The peach blossoms are blooming in Jiangnan. I miss you...

We met when we were young, and stayed by each other's side, always thinking of one another.

“All right, you can be my little white rabbit. We'll never be apart.”

“Didn't we promise to stay together for life? Why did you go back on your word?”

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Amateur writing, melodramatic, tragic ending. Please be kind!