Childhood sweethearts are still in those green years. Eight years later, I am not who I am, and you are no longer the same person in my memory. I didn't have you when I needed your company, why do I have to come back now... If life is just like the first meeting, the oath of friendship is still there, it is already a world of grudges and resentments... I only hope that when I wake up, I can still remember that first meeting when I was young.
Xiaomu's column, O(∩_∩)O