Who is she... Do you remember the girl under the cherry blossom tree that year? She looked at him with almost pleading eyes. He took a deep breath and said with a faint smile: We have met before, right? Her heart sank into an abyss at that moment. She tried hard to calm herself down, but the longing that penetrated deep into her bones seemed to turn into many sharp thorns, piercing her body one by one, piercing deeper and deeper, passing through the skin, flesh, muscles and bones... As the blood flowed to every part of the body. She was in pain, so painful that she had no tears or screams, she just looked at him quietly, knowing that he had penetrated her sight... The cherry blossoms were falling, was there no trace of love anymore...
Thang Long
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