I had a dream. In the dream, I went back to the past.
I met that boy when I was seventeen, and missing him is a nightmare I can never forget.
I want to tell him my regrets.
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In fact, this is just a sand sculpture
Ahem, the normal introduction is as follows.
At the age of twenty-seven, I went back to ten years ago. Well, freshness and so on did not exist!
As soon as I traveled through time, I was punished by my math teacher with a test score of 9 points.
After finally getting through school, I was slapped by my classmate and suffered internal injuries, causing my nose to bleed like a river.
The little paper angel is the classmate I once had a crush on. Well, the kind who has a slight mysophobia.
Novels are indeed lies!
Concept: A funny memory