The sunshine in early autumn flows as brilliantly as water. The sky was so blue, without even a trace of flocculation, and she just walked slowly towards him in the bright light.
The reason I fell in love with her was not because of her good looks or how outstanding she was, but because she gave me a feeling that no one else could give me.
Some people can't say what's good about him, but no one can replace him.
Cinderella finds the glass slipper and finally lives happily with the prince. After all, it is just a fairy tale. And I have long passed the age of believing in fairy tales. Forgive me for not being brave.
You are good and I am not bad either.
For the rest of my life, it will be you.
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