Missing is a pain that can breathe, and memories are poison that can corrode bones.
That year, He Qianyue wrote four letters on Lin Sheng's palm - M, I, S, S.
Their fingers intertwined, holding on to the word, as if they were holding on to love.
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The author has something to say: 1. This is a derivative of "The Joy of Night" and has little connection with the previous article. It can be read independently. Have fun late at night
2. A short to medium story, a writing practice, completed in about 100,000 words.
3. Don't be a bully!
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