A story about loss and cherishment~
Sad copywriting:
Buried under the snowy ridge is one's happiness
Fortunately, under the sun
The other person's share is still there
Easy copywriting:
Aragaki: "In a macro sense, ordinary life should slide all the way to the end like a yo-yo, unless the rope is knotted."
Hearing this, Yukimura touched Aragaki's head and said with a smile: "There is a philosopher in my family."
Aragaki: "When the rope is knotted, it needs to be untied, which just gives someone a chance. If that person doesn't show up, when are you going to confess to me?"
Yukimura: "I plan to wait for you to confess to me."
Aragaki: "..."
TIPS:
① Campus daily life is the main focus, and the overlap and mistakes of time and space are the main threads
②The author's writing style needs to be improved, and readers who read this should be more understanding and tolerant!
Conception:
Reader comments
Teacher, Chapter 2 is locked [scared]
Sir: Come on, Chengyun, baby, I will recognize you even if you turn into ashes!
His Majesty: (exploding) What about me?
Sir: I recognize you when you turn into gray.
Your Majesty: Woo hoo, I won't do it, I want to be the one who is the (only) part of Scorpion Baba Poison!
Sir: You can never be alone in this life. You two are twins. When I arrived, it was a one-way direct flight for two people.
Your Majesty: Between those two piles of ashes, how can you tell which one is me?
Sir: Blow it! Chengyun must be floating away melodiously; the one with flying hair must be you!
Your Majesty: Then I will also blind your eyes so that you cannot see others.
Qianqian: (rolling eyes) Humph, you think you are a sandstorm!
Teacher, Chapter 2 is locked [scared]
Sir: Come on, Chengyun, baby, I will recognize you even if you turn into ashes! His Majesty: (exploding) What about me? Sir: I recognize you when you turn into gray. Your Majesty: Woo hoo, I won't do it, I want to be the one who is the (only) part of Scorpion Baba Poison! Sir: You can never be alone in this life. You two are twins. When I arrived, it was a one-way direct flight for two people. Your Majesty: Between those two piles of ashes, how can you tell which one is me? Sir: Blow it! Chengyun must be floating away melodiously; the one with flying hair must be you! Your Majesty: Then I will also blind your eyes so that you cannot see others. Qianqian: (rolling eyes) Humph, you think you are a sandstorm!
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