At the weakest age, I met the person I loved most. Is it because we are afraid that we cannot distinguish between love and novelty? What if this is true love? (The author himself said~: I originally wanted to talk about it when I saw that everyone was in love, but one night, I saw a young couple who were my classmates. It was raining lightly. They were side by side, grabbing umbrellas from time to time. I followed them, and suddenly I felt that it was good to be their writer. This is the most suitable for me.) (The above is what I wrote in January and February, and now we are divided 🙃, the guy at the bottom should be divided)
Purpose: I want everyone to know the purpose of preventing puppy love, to clearly distinguish it, and to share new stories at the same time
