The dusk in Paris soaked the manuscript paper, and she described his glory with brush strokes.
When they first met in the middle of summer, her panic ran into the tender eyes of the young superstar. It was supposed to be a cruel game, but it unexpectedly became the foreshadowing of a heartbeat. As she traveled through France day and night, she quietly took root in the center of the storm sweeping the football world, hiding her sincerity in the hustle and bustle of traffic.
When the wind of real time and space blows again, the people destined to meet can cross the gap of time.
He reached out and caressed her cheek, taking advantage of the evening breeze and tide;
He kissed her eyebrows gently, with obsession and trembling...
The gods sprinkled the aurora from the sky, and he fell from the sky, and the light poured into the bright night to embrace her.
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She opened her eyes, thinking it was a big dream.
Until he walked straight over and said, "Long time no see."
#Why does he remember? #
#System, is your BUG too big? #
Tips:
1. There is not much space about football, so if my professional knowledge is wrong, I will kneel down first!
2. The content is purely fictional, please do not bring it into reality!
3. There are many private settings, I apologize for everything!
Intention: When absurdity prevails, love saves it.
