It is never forever, our beginning is destined to end.
If you were still here, would you be holding me now, on this awning boat, in the lotus lake, in the rain in the south of the Yangtze River?
If you were still here, would you hold an umbrella for me now, warm my body and my heart.
If you were still here, would you laugh at me now? You look so ugly when you cry.
Haha, if you are still here...
Short story~~~
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