In the morning, Yun'er sternly accused me (;-＿-). . . Su Di, this time I actually didn't use my exquisite words (っ//////////c) to record our last ( =◇=)? ? ? ? ? The last one (゜ロ゜).゜゜（／．＼）゜゜. College life.
I'm sorry for you, my Yun'er. Time has wiped out my poetic charm and taken away my passion and romance. I can no longer be the elegant X Xian in your mind (Ｔ▽Ｔ)
I can't help you, my Ni Ma, time has not diluted my love for you, I still love you deeply, but I can no longer keep up with Teacher Xiaomei's fast pace, and I can no longer firmly say that I am the Xian'er who loves you the most o(╥╥)o
I can't help you, my Jiaojiao. I still remember that we promised to be each other's Tiantian. Now, you are still my Tiantian, but please forgive me. I can no longer be your Shi shi o(；△；)o