Zhuangsheng dreamed of butterflies, butterflies dreamed of Zhuangsheng, dreams were fate...
He and she were childhood sweethearts, childhood sweethearts, friends and confidants.
She and him were intimate and had an extraordinary tacit understanding. They were partners and rivals.
They are each other's only ones...
But when the only one ceases to exist, the delicate balance is subtly broken, what is it that lingers in his heart?
The cutting is endless and the management is still messy...
In the transition between dreams and reality, what is forgotten in the distant lost paradise...
She wants him to be happy, so he wants to be happy.
Until they meet again at the Sansheng Stone, they will become each other's only ones forever.
It's a dream, it's fate...
"If I have you in my dream, I would like to sleep forever..."
... Why am I so artistic when I write copy...
I don't even know how I wrote so artistically in the first place...
This is a short story about childhood sweethearts, with a touch of melancholy. I suddenly had the feeling to write it. I hope someone will like it! ~ O(∩_∩)O~~
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