For the same apple, ordinary young people see food, literary and artistic young people see love, and middle-class young people often see things that others cannot see.
Maybe, this is how you see me.
The fourteenth day of the seventh lunar month is the legendary day when the gates of hell are opened. I vaguely remember you saying in the chat that this was the first time you saw me in a public elective class.
At that time, in the eyes of others, I was just an apple in Xiao Ning's hand...
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