A little sad short story. She is very quiet, accustomed to shouldering the pressure of life alone, and is independent to the point of extreme, resisting all care from others; he suddenly appears in life, as warm as the sunshine cast from the depths of the clouds, and it is destined to attract each other. It's just that this warm and lovely encounter, like the blooming of cyclamen, is only halfway through... The guest in heaven and earth just leaves with the past and a precious memory.
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