Summer is almost over.
The leaves turn golden from the top, and the wind has a bleak smell. The warm autumn sun leaves a small piece of warmed skin on the ear, like sweet words between lovers, lingering and pathos.
In such a romantic autumn, Liang Aidi told herself, "You must enjoy your first love."
Zhou Yang, you are so lucky.
She smiled happily.
[Spreading my hands] I am a copywriter who is incompetent, so you can do whatever you want -_______________,-
I don't particularly like Chen Chusheng, I just thought the title of the song was very good, so I wrote it hehehe
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