That day, the sun was just right, and I happened to meet her at the corner. A ray of sunshine shone on her body. At this moment, her heart was like a hole in a balloon, and the love she had accumulated for more than ten years poured out.
What do you like? Maybe I like it because I know it is unnecessary, but I still do it without hesitation; I know you can do without me, but I just want to accompany you to do childish things, waiting for the coming of spring in winter.
Did you know? I like you, I really like you.