After the cicada roared its last scream, late autumn ushered in.
There was a girl desperately stepping on the fallen leaves under the tree. Stinky little guy! Turned out to be late!
Her name is Xiao Gugu.
There was a boy who once called her Cuckoo Chicken so affectionately, but now he has completely disappeared into the bulging world, as if he had never appeared.
A short story I wrote a long time ago, it's a bit of a bloody Mary Sue, but I'd still put it out there to bask in the sun, don't spray it if you don't like it.
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