Many years ago, someone said something to me. This sentence has been growing quietly in my heart after going through wind and rain. It gradually evolved into this story. It is like a beautiful flower, blooming proudly in my life.
It always strikes suddenly at night, leaving behind little bits of starlight in an eternal gesture. On the long road of life, accompany me through wind and rain and feel the sunshine. Accompany me in sorrow and accompany me in joy.
You are my little lover.
Time flies, and time flies by. How can we forget the love we have for each other?
This is still the love story that makes me tremble the most.
Yao Nuo, do you know that I will chase you endlessly for life after life?
Do you remember the eternal promise we made for three lives and three lifetimes?
You may miss those lingering nights and blooming flowers.
(This article is slowly gaining steam. The time span spans twelve years. So just think about how slow it is.)
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