In the early autumn seven years ago, there was still a little warmth in the air, but the corner where few people passed was as cold as a chill.
"Pa!" A slap as cold as ice hit the girl's face.
"Why? Why?" The girl was so frightened that she didn't know what to do. She held up the boy's chin with trembling cold fingers. "I will not delete the fan article submitted to "Fireworks Magazine". It has already been signed and the editor will not agree to delete it!"
The girl didn't cry, she just smiled bitterly and left. Because she knows that the fireworks of youth are beautiful but short-lived, just fleeting...
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