The cover is made by Liang Zi from Yuluo P Picture Station~~~
As if melting into the deep and shallow orange sunset, the boy hugged a soft candy pillow, a face with an unclear expression blurred at the boundary between light and shadow, and his back was submerged in the dusk skylight, walking away little by little. Leaving behind the dusty silhouette behind him, let it be torn apart by the air and disperse.
Those skies, those winds, those clouds, those colorful memories, those understated deaths, flow out of the body, pass through the heavy mist, embrace the bright sunshine, dance gently with the dust, and hide silently in the corner.
Hey, smile at me. The boy raised his head and looked stubbornly into the depths of the other person's eyes.
Who are you? I am Yiyi.
Who I am? I am Yiyi.
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15.6.28 Well, the author is me. . . To be precise, it doesn't count as a return. This article was written by me in junior high school. Now that I have graduated from high school, I look back at the dark history. I may occasionally fill in the dirt. If I find that the writing style has changed or something, it's not that the author has changed. It's the author who has grown up.