"He quietly slipped away from my time.
One day, Qiu asked me sternly: Who is he?
Can't remember. I said.
After hearing this, Qiu seemed a little sad.
From that day on, there was no 'him'.
I gave all my memories of him to that autumn. "
♡Written by a 13-year-old junior high school student
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♡Love every one of my readers, mua~
Purpose: Failure in love
