Those were the best years of her life, and the years when they were at their most splendid and carefree.
In the imperial capital, beneath the Son of Heaven's gaze, young men and women in lofty walled compounds gradually shed their youthful awkwardness.
When Jian Meng closed her eyes devoutly once more and asked Lu Yizheng, "Dare you say you don't like me even a little?" he could no longer utter a word.
As Mr. Wang Xiaobo once wrote: When I cross all that has sunk into ruin and wage war on eternity, you are my battle flag.
Jian Meng, you are my battle flag.
A major revision is tentatively planned for the end of the year. Please look forward to it.
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Hello Crystal! Lucky me to be your first commenter. In the blink of an eye, we have known each other for five years. It has been a long time. We have experienced changing deskmates, changing classes, college entrance examinations, filling out volunteers, choosing majors, and now we are about to experience another major turning point in our lives - graduation. I don't know how many more five years we can go together. I don't know what kind of "challenges" we will experience. I can't predict the future, but I will try my best to maintain our friendship. I hope our friendship can last for countless five years. I hope your dreams can continue with this friendship and come true! Come on ^0^ o^0^