Red walls and high locks, how many blue hairs turn white?
That year, I had just turned 14 years old. I had seen the most beautiful fireworks, heard the most sincere vows, and had a person who loved me the most!
A fire awakens whose dreams and evokes whose buried feelings?
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The story is relatively complete. I really like the style of this short story. I really can't read the long story [laughing]
The story is relatively complete. I really like the style of this short story. I really can't read the long story [laughing]
Really nice, concise and clear article