You know, I will try my best to do whatever you want.
The beauty hidden in time will eventually be remembered by people, and the thing I look forward to the most is saying goodbye to you tomorrow.
Ran Ran still remembers the first time she met Lin Shen. The young man leaned lazily on the railing of the stadium. The afterglow of the sun seemed to coat him with a layer of gold. It was the heartbeat of that moment.
Lin Shen still remembers the unique fragrance of the girl he passed by, and the butterfly strap on her ponytail trembling as the owner moved.
Can the best regret be fulfilled?
This article is a little candy in time, with a faint sweetness in its fragrance.
Intention: the joy forgotten in time