We are childhood sweethearts, but we are not childhood sweethearts. The king does not see the king, and there are many grievances.
But since when did our eyes begin to twinkle?
Since when did they all say you love me...
In fact, happiness is so difficult to understand, and how should I hold someone's hand quietly?
What difference would it have made if we had passed each other? Would you and I have had the same dream?
Maybe everyone wants more and it's never enough. I long to have a simple face.
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Copywriting is so difficult... I even got goosebumps all over my body when I wrote it, and it was a very vulgar paragraph. I'll revise it later when I feel like it. This is my first time writing a long story and my first time posting an article. If there are readers who like it, please come and support it. If you don't like it, please support me as a newcomer. I'll try my best. (The name was changed again and again, but I really didn't expect one that was satisfactory to me, and I was half-hearted... I changed the name again, just to be honest...)