[The text is still in the third person]
In the summer when the chirping of cicadas filled the whole world, a strange woman broke into my world.
She was taciturn and rarely smiled, like a crescent moon hanging in the sky, with an unbreakable chill all over her body.
Until that day by chance, she smiled at me. At that moment, I thought, if I can keep this smile forever, it will cost me anything.
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Through her brown eyes, I dared to look directly at the sun for the first time.
The burning and stinging pain I imagined did not come. Instead, what greeted me was a beam of light that was so gentle that it was almost indulgent.
From then on, I began to crave this light crazily, and developed the most selfish obsession: I wanted to take her as my own, and even more, I wanted to glimpse the love I had never had in the first half of my life from those eyes.
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slow heat
Twelve years age difference! ! !
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