When describing the tangled twists of love and hate, the phrase "back when we were young" says it best. Four words, light as willow fluff yet heavy as a thousand pounds. Once tossed out, even the most complicated past can only vanish like smoke and disperse like clouds.
But sadly, the one you met, me, am no longer young.
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Damn you, do you want to get a lot of money from Penguin? Look at the name, waiting for you~~~Mom~