Love is a complex matter with its joys and sorrows.
That summer, their meeting was like the chirping of cicadas in July, brief but passionate.
For the first time, Yu Yu thought so seriously about the future, wanting to be good with that person, and wanting to be with that person for the rest of his life.
But he forgot that human life is too long, and so many unexpected things happen. Those words spoken when the love is deep are like a feather falling when a bird flutters its wings.
It's an earth-shattering lie.
Life is like a play.
Seven years ago, he could say with confidence, "You are the only one in my life."
Seven years later, it's awkward to say hello when we meet.
Yu Yu smoked a cigarette and looked at the familiar and unfamiliar people in front of him.
——How should I face you now?
——Old friends, old acquaintances?
Never mind.
So be it.
It doesn't matter what you do, just don't bother me in the future.
You lost me first seven years ago, but now you refuse to let me go.
The two stumbled away for a while, but in the end they couldn't let go of each other.
Some people are too special.
He left a mark on your life and left gracefully. Regardless of the love or pain he left behind, it was so unforgettable that you cannot forget it even if you want to.
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It's me who's up to no good, and I don't want you to fall into it.
The Flower of the High Mountain Attack and the Second Straight Boy's Sex
Motto: If you meet the person you are destined to be, don't let go easily