This is just a story about secret love.
Like many teenage emotions,
It was once warm, full of anticipation and excitement,
At the same time, I felt dejected because of the delay in getting a response.
Tears and laughter intertwined with each other in that old time, and expectations and uneasiness went hand in hand.
Time is an invisible thief. If you don't pay attention, you will lose the most precious past.
My secret love ended in vain.
Now I occasionally think of the person I thought about day and night.
Neither sad nor happy,
I just felt that a soft part in my heart was gently touched.
You are still the best memory of those old days.
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