That year, the sun shone bright. Two children ran hand in hand along the deep-blue shore. Their clear laughter mingled with the sound of the waves, the most beautiful sound in the world.
That year, the sun shone bright. A gunshot rang out, a family shattered, and two crying children were forcibly torn apart, their hands wrenched from each other’s grasp.
That year, the sun shone bright. When they met again, they could no longer recognize each other. Their innocent faces had somehow grown breathtakingly beautiful, and the sweet, playful children had somehow become masters of romance.
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I don't understand, have you ever had ONS?