Although I tried hard to delete her from my memory, that sad affair did not disappear with the wind. On the contrary, my body will throb because of her every midnight. At this time, the freckled face sleeping next to me would lean into my arms and whisper, wondering who was in her dream.
I also fell in love with 520. This kind of smoke has a light smell and is easy for people to accept. Every time it is lit, the black figure will appear in the dots of firelight, like a ghost, endlessly enchanting, flickering, and full of sadness.
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