I always thought that I love you very much, love you very much.
But it was only after we met that I realized that I didn't love him.
What I love is just my memory.
Just like the flash of neon lights, the beauty is imprinted in the mind.
It is also like the prosperity left in the eyes the moment the fireworks bloom.
It's like a bird flying across the sky, leaving a faint trace.
But this is not them per se, but our imagination adapting reality.
So, I don't love you, all I love is the memories in my mind.
However, I will remember you like every grand festival.
Remember me, I once fell in love with your memories.
Updated from time to time
Recently, I have been studying at home due to influenza A.
I have lost interest, so I can almost write the ending~~
Intention: