In the spring afternoon, the boy plugged in his earphones and leaned against the tree to read.
The girl came running from a distance like a breeze, with a smile like sunshine on her face.
The moment she almost brushed his shoulder and ran past, a green leaf fell quietly, ending her life in this season full of vitality. I don't know why? A butterfly passed between them, chasing the leaves flying in the wind, getting further and further away. I don't know if it was someone who took away someone's memory and left someone behind…
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