There is a young man in my childhood memories, who still brings sweet memories to me when I grow up. By chance, I met the boy who I will never forget, but I don't know if he still remembers me. My brother said that I am a persistent person. Once I like someone else, this love will last forever until I like the other person more than that person. I think the feeling I had for that boy when I was young was just that I liked him.
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She and he were in the same school, but not in the same class.
She signed up for the same interests as him, but they were not in the same grade.
She and he were waiting for the rain to stop on the same rainy day, but they were not under the eaves of the same teaching building.
Is this the end of their fate? There is always some regret left.
Is that all she likes and has been hidden in her heart?
Fortunately, she believed in their fate. And they are destined because she believes they are destined.
Fortunately, you are still here.