Youth is flying, but sadness is deep.
Time passes little by little, and the once-flying youthful dreams, a touch of sentimentality, and pure love and pity, all are precipitated and brewed over the years, brewing into a cup of strong wine that becomes more and more fragrant over time...
Youling looked at Qi Xiaochen quietly, her eyes as gentle as moonlight, but also so sad.
"Let me hold your hand and walk again!" The actor smiled lightly
Qi Xiaochen silently stretched out his hand.
Two people held hands and walked through a familiar path.
Nothing has changed
Everything has changed.
"I wish you and Xiao Qi happiness!" You Ling smiled, as noble as a lily.
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