Delicate roses are placed in glass bottles.
I am a flower thorn hanging in the water. In the touch of glass blue, I am quietly wrapped and swallowed by the water, gradually turning into a finger-long ice crystal, all the juice inside floats into water dew. In the unconscious dream of boiling, I finally dissolve into the water and am no longer me.
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This is the story of a boy who turns into a young man. In his heart is a fairy tale that he has been waiting for for a long time——
"I thought you wouldn't come back."
"No, I'm just leaving for a while."
——While I am still waiting for you, are you still waiting for me?
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