Those years,
We have cried together, laughed together, been happy, sad, determined, and hesitant.
Everything gradually passed away as time washed away. When we turned around, we couldn't see the tears in the corners of each other's eyes.
We met again, standing at both ends of the intersection, as if it was a gap that could never be crossed. Time is the best medicine. The unforgettable past seemed like a dream.
So dreamy, so unreal. When we meet across from each other, we can only smile slightly. The thousands of words we once said only turned into inner peace in the end. The moment we passed each other,
Just want to ask: are you okay? I opened my mouth, but was unable to speak. Maybe, this is the best.
I won't disturb your happiness.
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