Even if the gears of reality sometimes crush us out of breath and constantly destroy our will, we still move forward with difficulty. Suddenly, Gatsby kissed me gently on the forehead and said to me, "Good night." In fact, the seeds had already sprouted in my heart. It wasn't that I realized it later, but that I didn't dare to face it. I missed it from beginning to end, only to burst into tears at the end. This article is a fanfic of "The Great Gatsby", cp: Gatsby×Nick
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