Ren Ran let herself lie down on the unclean grass and closed her eyes. The wind in the summer afternoon always makes people intoxicated, and the leaves whisper in the ears. Whenever this happens, he will think of himself and those two teenagers ten years ago. The wind blew in from the window in the corridor, picking up the hair from the ears of the three people and the skirts of the girls who happened to pass by. At that time, everyone was smiling, and their hearts were full of little thoughts that they couldn't figure out, and they were smiling innocently.
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