The first novel I wrote for my first love when I was 16 years old. After 10 years, it was finally turned into an electronic version and archived in Jinjiang.
You cried and told me that fairy tales are all lies. I can't be your prince. Maybe you don't understand. Ever since you said you loved me, the stars in my sky have lit up.
I would like to become the angel you love in the fairy tale, open my arms and turn into wings to protect you. You have to believe, believe that we will be like the fairy tale, where happiness and happiness are the ending. ——Han Yu
Cinderella will finally put on the glass slipper and spin in a beautiful dream with her beloved prince. But when the clock strikes 12 o'clock, the fairy tale will end, Cinderella's dream will eventually disappear, and I will wake up. ——Fairy tale
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