"Eternity." She gently called out his name, like waking someone from a deep sleep.
His eyelashes were like butterfly wings, trembling slightly, and a pair of light-colored pupils appeared. Her figure was all in the endless gray, and his scarlet lips were curved like a crescent moon.
She puts her heart in objects, wishing that the flowers will flow forever and ever.
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