One is the venerable one who created the world.
One is an ancient ferocious beast.
Did she meet her first? Or did she meet her first?
This inexplicable and unknown fate seems to come suddenly and naturally.
"Yes, I like you." Those clear eyes were pure and innocent.
"Yes, I know." The clear voice was full of endearment. But she never said "I like you too"
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