I have a diary that started during the Mid-Autumn Festival in my freshman year of high school.
At that time, you just brought me a prize book along the way, but I used it to start writing everything about you.
——You looked at me today, maybe not.
——You stand on the commendation platform with your back straight.
——You tell me, you have to live, for your mother, and to break free from some invisible chain.
——Later you kissed me in a deserted dormitory.
They say that we are completely different, but it is clear that you, like me, carry a certain past that you don't want to talk about. We have both planted a piece of summer in each other's hearts, and we are also looking forward to next autumn.
Until later, midsummer was over and autumn could no longer wait.
You finally walked towards a future that could save your mother, and I held my phone and read the "Wait for me when I come back" message you sent. I typed a lot of words and deleted them one by one.
I can't say.
Now you are back with enough money to save your mother, but you can't find anything.
I can only make a wish in my heart that in the next reincarnation, we will spend midsummer and Mid-Autumn Festival together. Let's go to Sognefjord to see the sea together, grow flowers in a rental house together, and enjoy the moon together in the wilderness. Let's finish the story we haven't finished yet.
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Destiny is a sea that goes in the opposite direction, and you are the tide that I can never reach the shore.
Use the ups and downs of a lifetime to write about a hopeless coming together.
A completed diary, a secret love that no one knows about, and a farewell given by one's own hands.
Affectionate and cold attack × gentle and inferior.
Not first person.
Mutual redemption and then fall.
Bewarning
There is a deputy cp, a pair of slaves and a pair of notes
Intention: Think about it later
