"Hello, my name is Ji Nanfeng"
"Hello, my name is Mi Daishan"
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"Goodbye, Ji Nanfeng."
The atmosphere of separation is always a little indifferent, everything seems to be in the fog. For a moment, the boy's voice has melted into the wind, and the girl waved her hand, as if saying goodbye...
…
So when we meet again, this layer of fog cannot be lifted...
"I like you!" The voice in my heart was so excited.
But why can't my lips tremble slightly but no sound comes out?
It must be because the wind is too strong... Three years of secret love for each other, three years of unrequited love for Ji Nanfeng... In the long life to come, when I mention each other, I can only say "that old classmate of mine..."
Intent: Children's ditty