"Suddenly, I dreamed last night that we were sixteen years old. The sun was shining brightly on the corridor, the summer breeze was gentle, and the summer cicadas were still chirping. The sky looked like we were sixteen years old, and the fresh blue uniforms were as blue as water. It was a hot and blue summer day. I looked back at the corridor and stopped.
I wonder if you appeared at the end of the corridor, the sun was shining in the distance, cicadas were chirping, a white uniform came into view, and then a face with a sunny smile, and... You appeared..."
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