When we were young, there was always a boy who accompanied us through countless rebellions and taught us how to love, but in the end he was lost in the spring season.
Xu Jiahui, thank you for teaching me this summer what missing is, that heartbreaking but incurable feeling. Thank you for showing me how to love.
Although time has not stopped in that season of I have always loved you, this green feeling will stay in our memory and be difficult to dissipate.
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