The cool breeze passed by, taking away the remaining warmth, leaving endless trauma in the soul.
Love him so much, that was once.
Think of him that way, that's the future.
When I left, I was sad and my heart ached.
In the end, you have to leave, no matter how much you love him or how reluctant you are to let him go.
There is no such thing as a banquet that lasts forever, but their banquet was destined to be parted before it even started.
This is fate, just like their meeting, it cannot be changed.
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