Do you still remember me? My childhood friend was a rare piece of warmth in my childhood. Can time dilute everything, but why can't it dilute the accumulated longing for you? The moment I saw you, I knew everything I was waiting for was just for that look back when I met you. Even if you have forgotten me, even if you no longer value that childhood emotion, I still want to stand in front of you and wait for the flowers to bloom and fade.
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