Maybe it was just that the talented man and the beautiful woman were considered a perfect match by the adults at that time.
They are destined to be together.
But the light of a boy can cover up the whole world.
When did I start to avoid him?
When did I start to become so dishonest?
You can always look at Chengkong and smile.
Smile and look at the blue sky.
But now it's just day and night.
Can I love you again...
Do I still have the qualifications to love you?
In the end, we can tell you whether we can go back to the way we used to be.
I love you...
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A short story written in September 2010.
Will there be any different surprises in two years?
To commemorate the youthful and immature self of those days...
Intention: