The years seem to have no trace. When you turn your head and look at the road ahead, everything has changed. From the childishness that cannot be hidden to the maturity that cannot be faded. At that time, I was innocent and could not tell the difference between reality and reality. At that time, random little things stirred my nerves and I could cry until I was confused or laugh so hard that I was heartless.
You can't travel through the past, but you can reminisce about that time with Xiaomian's tempo.
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