I didn't know that someone had saved three years of winter for me. When I found out, the snow had already melted in the palm of my hand.
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On the day when the matching degree was 98.9%, Jiang Wangshu lost his memory.
He forgot everyone, but remembered the smell of holly on Shen Zhiyi's body.
Shen Zhiyi was forced to take care of his rival for three years, and then found an iron box in his drawer - hundreds of notes, written for three years, all with his name.
Later, Jiang Wangshu regained his memory and the matching degree dropped. Shen Zhiyi asked: "Aren't you leaving?"
Jiang Wangshu said: "I have endured it for three years, and I am not short of this 36%."
Now there is another person's handwriting in the iron box. The first one reads:
The handwriting is really ugly, let me write it instead
Intention: All unsent love has truly lived in time.