Run as hard as you can, hoping to find the exit of your dream
A fateful encounter plants the seeds of happiness in the heart
Looking back countless times, the seeds are carefully irrigated
Mysterious emotions are sprouting
No misunderstanding, just mutual understanding and silent dedication
love arises spontaneously
Following fate, going with the flow, only makes yourself sink deeper and deeper
I always believe that injury proves the trajectory of love, which is even more unforgettable
Until the last moment, I still believe that happiness is already in my hands
The blinded eyes did not notice
The fate that I have been following deceived myself
Maybe, that seed of happiness starts from the beginning
It's destined not to bloom
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