Ever in Bloom, You I Lost That Year

The tragedy of intersecting lines is that they meet at a point, but that point is not the end.

He thought the Ferris wheel could bring him happiness and let the one by his side know how he felt.

He was an angel. Even after a thousand years, everyone still wanted to protect his warmth and light.

At a single glance, he was certain. Even if they were only intersecting lines, he would still bind himself to him for a thousand years…

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