Thank him for letting a stupid girl grow up happily. In my diary, the days with him are always sunny.
A story I wrote a long time ago, I found it today when I was cleaning up my computer.
Although I may not be able to write about the sourness I felt at that time, I found that the heroines in my novels are all filled with worries and fears caused by love. It's a pity, maybe the bottle itself is like this for me.
I would like to write this article to commemorate my lost youth.
University campus, far away~~~
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